Winning Means Outlasting Everyone Else.

My Nostalgia Is For The Impossible.

The Past Goes Right On Pulling Me Apart, Though I Can Scarcely Remember The People Or The Issues.

Too Timid To Talk Back, I Shot My Adversary.

Lying Just For The Fun Of It Is Either Art Or Pathology.

To Be Fulfilled, A Prophecy Needs Lots Of Flexibility.