Writing, Like Life Itself, Is A Voyage

We Live In The Mind, In Ideas, In Fragments. We No Longer Drink In The Wild Outer Music Of The Streets - We Remember Only.

I Found That What I Had Desired All My Life Was Not To Live - If What Others Are Doing Is Called Living - But To Express Myself.

By Choosing To Live Above The Ordinary Level We Create Extraordinary Problems For Ourselves.

For One Crime Which Is Expiated In Prison Ten Thousand Are Committed Thoughtlessly By Those Who Condemn.

The Purpose Of Life Is To Remember.