Joy And Sadness Come By Turns.

There Is No Pain On This Earth Like Seeing The Same Woman Look At Another Man The Way She Once Looked At You.

But There Is Much To Be Said For Giving Up ... Grand Ambitions And Living The Most Ordinary Life Imaginable.

Not To Be Onto Something Is To Be In Despair.

Children Notice Things First, People Later.

The Mystery Lies In The Here And Now. The Mystery Is: What Is One To Do With Oneself? As You Get Older You Begin To Realize The Trick Time Is Playing, And That Unless You Do Something About It, The Passage Of Time Is Nothing But The Encroachment Of The Horrible Banality Of The Past On The Pure Future. The Past Devours The Future Like A Tape Recorder, Converting Pure Possibility Into Banality. The Present Is The Tape Head, The Mouth Of Time. Then Where Is The Mystery And Why Bother Kicking Through The Ashes? Because There Is A Clue In The Past.