Some Events Are In The Area Of

The Time Has Come, Everybody Lie Down So You Won't Get Hurt When The Sun Bursts.

I See No Greatness In My Self...i'm A Simple-minded, Child-like, Insipid Sort Of Moronic And Kind Of Akward Feeling Adolescent.

Art Is Good When It Springs From Necessity. This Kind Of Origin Is The Guarantee Of Its Value; There Is No Other.

And So Love Goes. And So Life Goes. And So I Go.

Some Events Are In The Area Of The Soul Where Words Cannot Penetrate.