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It's Only Those Exceptional And Rare Individuals Who Have Brilliant Ideas Delivered To Them By The Muse, Complete And Gift Wrapped. The Rest Of Us Have To Work At It.

I Am But A Stranger ... As We All Are. Lonely Inside Our Separate Skins, We Cannot Know Each Others Pain And Must Bear Our Own In Solitude. For My Part, I Have Found That Walking Soothes It; And That, Given Luck, Sometimes We Find One To Walk Besides Us ... At Least For A Little Way.

War Is A Perversion Of Sex.

I Leave The Human Cockroaches To Discuss Their Heroin And Child Pornography.

I Think That In An Increasingly Virtual World, Lovingly Produced Artefacts Are At A Premium.