When Death Comes Too Near, Comedy And

If Everything Had A Label, We Would Live In A Fully Delineated But False World.

Language Cannot Say Everything, Fortunately.

Alone, Lonely People Talk To Themselves. In Company, They Often Continue.

Mild Brown Eyes Beckon Me To The Past, But Memory Provides No Clue.

Against Classical Philosophy: Thinking About Eternity Or The Immensity Of The Universe Does Not Lessen My Unhappiness.