Life Is Nothing But A Statement Of

Life Compulsively Dangled The Possibility Of Life. Life, The Dramatist On Speed. Life, That Couldn't Stop With Its Foreshadows And Ironies And Symbols And Clues, Its Wretched Jokes And False Endings And Twists. Life With Its Hopeless Addiction To Plot.

Home Pulls. It Draws You Back To Tell You You Don't Belong.

We Go To The Past To Lay The Blame - Since The Past Can't Argue. We Go To Our Past Selves To Account For Our Present Miseries.

I Don't Know How One Should Live - But I Know That One Should Live.

I'm In Love, Truly, Madly, Deeply In Love With Perception.