Any Fool Can Write A Novel But

Sleep Is An Eight-hour Peep Show Of Infantile Erotica.

One Of The Things I Took From My Wartime Experiences Was That Reality Was A Stage Set... The Comfortable Day-to-day Life, School, The Home Where One Lives And All The Rest Of It... Could Be Dismantled Overnight.

My Brief Stay At The Hospital Had Already Convinced Me That The Medical Profession Was An Open Door To Anyone Nursing A Grudge Against The Human Race.

The Only Truly Alien Planet Is Earth.

The Enlightenment View Of Mankind Is A Complete Myth. It Leads Us Into Thinking We're Sane And Rational Creatures Most Of The Time, And We're Not.