The Facts: Nothing Matters But The Facts:

Laughter Is The Mind's Intonation. There Are Ways Of Laughing Which Have The Sound Of Counterfeit Coins.

Debauchery Is Perhaps An Act Of Despair In The Face Of Infinity.

Man Is A Mind Betrayed, Not Served, By His Organs.

Today I Begin To Understand What Love Must Be, If It Exists... When We Are Parted, We Each Feel The Lack Of The Other Half Of Ourselves. We Are Incomplete Like A Book In Two Volumes Of Which The First Has Been Lost. That Is What I Imagine Love To Be: Incompleteness In Absence.

People Don't Like The True And Simple; They Like Fairy Tales And Humbug.