You Have Learned Enough To See That

All Time Is Unreedemable.

Between The Vision And The Act Lies The Shadow.

It's Strange That Words Are So Inadequate. Yet, Like The Asthmatic Struggling For Breath, So The Lover Must Struggle For Words.

There Is No Such Thing As A Lost Cause, Because There Is No Such Thing As A Gained Cause

Every Moment Is A New And Shocking Transvaluation Of All We Have Ever Been.