Youth And Age Touch Only The Surface

I Willingly Believe That The Damned Are, In One Sense, Successful, Rebels To The End; That The Doors Of Hell Are Locked On The Inside.

The Sight Of The Huge World Put Mad Ideas Into Me, As If I Could Wander Away, Wander Forever, See Strange And Beautiful Things, One After The Other...

Only A Real Risk Tests The Reality Of A Belief.

I Dread Specialists In Power Because They Are Specialists Speaking Outside Of Their Special Subject.

If Only This Toothache Would Go Away, I Could Write Another Chapter On The Problem Of Pain.