August, The Summer's Last Messenger Of Misery,

I Am Talking About Ultimate Deceit. I Am Talking About Unparalleled Treachery. Bottomless Lies. Depths That Are Seen That Are Previously Unimaginable. Darkness And Shattering Despair That Could Break Bones. Paranoia And Horror That Could Stop The Heart Cold. All Inflicted On One's Self By One's Self. The Soul Turns Schizophrenic And Goes Hopelessly Insane.

I Never Think Of What It's Going To Be Like Later. I Only Think In The Present Tense. The Only Time I Think Backwards Is When I Have To Reissue Something.

If It's A Man's World, As They Say, Then Men, Your World Is A Poorly Run Carnage Fest.

Mr. Christ, I Read You As An Infinitely Patient Entity Who, As They Say, Often Works In Mysterious Ways, A Rebel Unafraid To Take The Tougher, Less Traveled Paths. Seems To Me You're Playing The Long Game. Is That Why More States Are Coming Out In Favor Of Marriage Equality? Is That Why The Affordable Care Act Is Now With Us?

I Beg Young People To Travel. If You Don't Have A Passport, Get One.........the Re Are Lessons That You Can't Get Out Of A Book That Are Waiting For You At The Other End Of That Flight. A Lot Of People - Americans And Europeans - Come Back And Go, "ohhhhh." And The Lightbulb Goes On.