I Have Had Wealth, Rank And Power,

Civilization Is The Distance Man Has Placed Between Himself And His Excreta.

The Shuffle Only Demonstrated People's Fatuous Belief In A Political Cure For A Human Condition.

Obeying An Inalienable Law, Things Grew, Growing Riotous And Strange In Their Impulse For Growth.

When Childhood Dies, Its Corpses Are Called Adults And They Enter Society, One Of The Politer Names Of Hell. That Is Why We Dread Children, Even If We Love Them, They Show Us The State Of Our Decay.

Whatever Creativity Is, It Is In Part A Solution To A Problem.