The Wind Sounded Of Mother Earth's Forsaken

He Thought That In The Beauty Of The World Were Hid A Secret. He Thought That The World’s Heart Beat At Some Terrible Cost And That The World’s Pain And Its Beauty Moved In A Relationship Of Diverging Equity And That In This Headlong Deficit The Blood Of Multitudes Might Ultimately Be Exacted For The Vision Of A Single Flower.

There Is No Greater Monster Than Reason.

What Joins Men Together ... Is Not The Sharing Of Bread But The Sharing Of Enemies.

Best Way To Live In California Is To Be From Somewheres Else.

There's Hard Lessons In This World. What's The Hardest? I Dont Know. Maybe It's Just That When Things Are Gone They're Gone. They Aint Comin Back.