Only Those In Comfortable Circumstances Think Love

Innocence: I Am Only Stepping On Your Face Because It Lies In My Path.

Since Events Are Not Metaphors, The Literal-minded Have A Certain Advantage In Dealing With Them.

Nostalgia Keeps Dissolving The Ironic Narratives In Which I Have Contained My Past.

No Matter How Close Thought Sticks To The Actual, It Follows Its Own Rules.

Lying Just For The Fun Of It Is Either Art Or Pathology.