A State Of Chronic Powerlessness Eats Away

The Light Of Morning Decomposes Everything.

It Doesn’t Matter How Old I Get, But As Long As I Continue To Live I’ll Always Discover Something New About Myself.

The Best Way To Think About Reality, I Had Decided, Was To Get As Far Away From It As Possible.

Most Human Activities Are Predicated On The Assumption That Life Goes On. If You Take That Premise Away, What Is There Left?

The World Would Be A Pretty Dull Place If It Were Made Up Only Of The First-rate, Right?