To Eat Is To Appropriate By Destruction.

When One Does Nothing, One Believes Oneself Responsible For Everything.

There May Be More Beautiful Times, But This One Is Ours.

The Writer Is Committed When He Plunges To The Very Depths Of Himself With The Intent To Disclose, Not His Individuality, But His Person In The Complex Society That Conditions And Supports Him.

There It Is: I Am Gently Slipping Into The Water's Depths, Towards Fear.

Man Is What He Wills Himself To Be.