Logic Is A Very Beautiful Thing. As

All The Plays That Have Ever Been Written, From Ancient Greece To The Present Day, Have Never Really Been Anything But Thrillers... Drama's Always Been Realistic And There's Always Been A Detective About... Every Play's An Investigation Brought To A Successful Conclusion.

To Me The World Seems Grotesque, Absurd, Ridiculous, Painful.

Why Was I Born, If It Wasn't Forever?

Good Men Make Good Rhinoceroses, Unfortunately.

The Universe Seems To Me Infinitely Strange And Foreign. At Such A Moment I Gaze Upon It With A Mixture Of Anguish And Euphoria; Separate From The Universe, As Though Placed At A Certain Distance Outside It; I Look And I See Pictures, Creatures That Move In A Kind Of Timeless Time And Spaceless Space, Emitting Sounds That Are A Kind Of Language I No Longer Understand Or Ever Register.