... When Caught Unawares I Usually Tell

When Does One Ever Know A Human Being? Perhaps Only After One Has Realized The Impossibility Of Knowledge And Renounced The Desire For It And Finally Ceased To Feel Even The Need Of It. But Then What One Achieves Is No Longer Knowledge, It Is Simply A Kind Of Co-existence; And This Too Is One Of The Guises Of Love.

Music Relates Sound And Time And So Pictures The Ultimate Edges Of Human Commmunications.

Every Man Needs Two Women: A Quiet Home-maker, And A Thrilling Nymph.

There Is Nothing Like Early Promiscuous Sex For Dispelling Life's Bright Mysterious Expectations.

We Defend Ourselves By Descriptions And Tame The World By Generalizing.