The Invisible Is Only Another Unexplored Country,

Pornography Is A Satire On Human Pretensions.

Love Is Desire Sustained By Unfulfilment.

Nothing Is A Matter Of Life And Death Except Life And Death.

Sad; So Sad, Those Smoky-rose, Smoky-mauve Evenings Of Late Autumn, Sad Enough To Pierce The Heart.

Nostalgia, The Vice Of The Aged. We Watch So Many Old Movies Our Memories Come In Monochrome.