Our Worst Enemies Here Are Not The

Suffering Is Not Increased By Numbers; One Body Can Contain All The Suffering The World Can Feel.

Our Worst Enemies Here Are Not The Ignorant And Simple, However Cruel; Our Worst Enemies Are The Intelligent And Corrupt

In Human Relationships, Kindness And Lies Are Worth A Thousand Truths.

They Think My Mother's Ashes Are Marijuana.

...and Yet Could Swear It Was Just Then That I Fell In Love. It Wasn't, Of Course, Simply The Onions -- It Was The Sudden Sense Of An Individual Woman, Of A Frankness That Was So Often Later To Make Me Happy And Miserable.