My Country's Main Exports Are Stolen Cars

I Had An Epiphany: I Was A Loser.

You Don't Want Your Neurosurgeon To Have Doubts About The Meaning Of It All While He Or She Is Operating On Your Brain.

I Cannot Stand That Whole Game Of Confession, That Is: Here I Have Sinned, Now I'm Confessing My Sins, And Describing My Path Of Sin And Then In The Act Of Confession I Beg For Your Forgiveness And Redemption.

For A Fight To Be Productive, Or At Least Relevant, Writers Should Fight Over Different Demands They Put Upon Writing (as An Individual, Private Act) And Literature (a Network Of Relations In Which We Are All Involved).

I Am Just Like Everybody Else...because There Is Nobody Like Me In The Whole World.