The Past Is Made Out Of Facts...i

What Wonderful Thing Didn't Start Out Scary?

I Don't Want To Hear Music, I Don't Want The Sunrise To Be Pink. The World Is A Liar. Its Ugliness Is Overwhelming; The Scraps Of Beauty Make It Worse.

I'm Not A General Or A Colonel Or A Builder Of Cities. I'm Just A Corpse Who Wants Not To Be.

We're Fumbling In The Dark, But At Least We're In Motion.

I've Always Been Interested In Writing From The Perspective Of An Outsider.