Laughter May Instruct But It May Also

When We Think Of The Past It's The Beautiful Things We Pick Out. We Want To Believe It Was All Like That.

They Will Not Let You Have Peace, They Don't Want You To Have Anything They Don't Have Themselves.

Oil Paints...the Look Of Licked Lips.

Perhaps They Were Looking For Passion; Perhaps They Delved Into This Book As Into A Mysterious Parcel - A Gift Box At The Bottom Of Which, Hidden In Layers Of Rustling Tissue Paper, Lay Something They'd Always Longed For But Couldn't Ever Grasp.

If All Fossil Fuel Were To Go Poof! Tomorrow, The Result Would Be A Cataclysmic Social Upheaval, With Food Riots, Warlords, Shutdowns, Breakdown Of Social Order, Water Shortages, And Outbreaks Of Bloodshed And Disease.