The Study Of Sickness Is The Most

You Are Never Truly Together With One You Love Until The Person In Question Is Dead And Actually Inside You.

Lawyers Make Nothing But Confusion...a Lawyer Is An Instrument Of The Devil. In General, He's A Fiendish Idiot, Banking On The Stupidity Of People Much More Stupid Than Himself, And By God He's Always Right.

Only When I Am By Seawater Can I Truly Breathe, To Say Nothing Of My Ability To Think.

I Really Only Write About Inner Landscapes And Most People Don't See Them, Because They See Practically Nothing Within, Because They Think That Because It's Inside, It's Dark, And So They Don't See Anything. I Don't Think I've Ever Yet, In Any Of My Books, Described A Landscape. There's Really Nothing Of The Kind In Any Of Them. I Only Ever Write Concepts. And So I'm Always Referring To "mountains" Or "a City" Or "streets." But As To How They Look: I've Never Produced A Description Of A Landscape. That's Never Even Interested Me.

Toda Idea, Al Fin Y Al Cabo, Es Una Idea Demencial.