Travel, Like Dreams, Is A Door That

Travel, Like Dreams, Is A Door That Opens From The Real World Into A World That Is Yet To Be Discovered

Whatever You Want To Say, There Is Only One Word To Express It, Only One Verb To Give It Movement, Only One Adjective To Qualify It.

The Essence Of Life Is The Smile Of Round Female Bottoms, Under The Shadow Of Cosmic Boredom.

Great Minds That Are Healthy Are Never Considered Geniuses, While This Sublime Qualification Is Lavished On Brains That Are Often Inferior But Are Slightly Touched By Madness.

If I Could, I Would Stop The Passage Of Time. But Hour Follows On Hour, Minute On Minute, Each Second Robbing Me Of A Morsel Of Myself For The Nothing Of Tomorrow. I Shall Never Experience This Moment Again.