No Man Is A Man Until He

It Seems That Everyone Has Their Own Inexplicable Fear To Have Nightmares About. We Need Nightmares To Keep Ourselves Entertained, And Fend Off The Contentment That We All Fear And Abhor So Much.

Your Lips Are Like Sugar And Your Cheeks An Apple Your Breasts Are Paradise And Your Body A Lily. O, To Kiss The Sugar To Bite The Apple To Reveal Paradise And Open The Lily.

Did You Know That Childhood Is The Only Time In Our Lives When Insanity Is Not Only Permitted To Us, But Expected?

In Deference To Such Spectacular Carnage It Is Perhaps Perverse To Dwell Upon One Person's Death, But We Are Creatures So Constituted That The Passing Of One Friend Or One Acquaintance Has A Profounder Effect That That Of 100,000 Strangers. If There Is Any Metaphorical Truth In The Jewish Proverb That He Who Saves One Life Saves The Whole World, Then There Is Equal Metaphorical Truth In The Proposition That When One Person Dies, The Whole World Dies With Them.

It's Stupid To Claim That One Human Being Is Special, Or Picked Out By God, When In Fact There Are Hundreds Of Millions Of Human Beings In The World, And God Knows How Many Millions Of People Long Dead Who Have Been Lost To History, All Of Whom Were Probably Special To Someone.