What Is That One Crucifixion Compared To

We Die In Proportion To The Words We Fling Around Us.

Melancholy: An Appetite No Misery Satisfies.

I Live Only Because It Is In My Power To Die When I Choose To: Without The Idea Of Suicide, I'd Have Killed Myself Right Away.

To Defy Heredity Is To Defy Billions Of Years, To Defy The First Cell

That History Just Unfolds, Independently Of A Specified Direction, Of A Goal, No One Is Willing To Admit.