All Memory Can Do Is Scream For

One Of The Most Destructive Forces In The World Is Love. For The Following Reason: The World Is A Conglomeration Of Objects, No, Of Events And The Approachings Of Events Towards Objects, Therefore Of Becoming Stases Static Stagnant, Of All That Is Unreal. You Get In The World, You Get Your Daily Life Your Routine Doesn’t Matter If You’re Rich Poor Legal Illegal, You Begin To Believe What Doesn’t Change Is Real, And Love Comes Along And Shows All These Unchangeable For Ever Fixtures To Be Flimsy Paper Bits. Love Can Tear Anything To Shreds.

There Are Times When The Law Jeopardizes Those Who Obey It.

First Of All, Writing At Best - Certainly Fiction Writing - More And More I Think Is Magic.

I'm No Longer A Child And I Still Want To Be, To Live With The Pirates. Because I Want To Live Forever In Wonder. The Difference Between Me As A Child And Me As An Adult Is This And Only This: When I Was A Child, I Longed To Travel Into, To Live In Wonder. Now, I Know, As Much As I Can Know Anything, That To Travel Into Wonder Is To Be Wonder. So It Matters Little Whether I Travel By Plane, By Rowboat, Or By Book. Or, By Dream. I Do Not See, For There Is No I To See. That Is What The Pirates Know. There Is Only Seeing And, In Order To Go To See, One Must Be A Pirate.

Life Doesn't Exist Inside Language: Too Bad For Me.