I Think Of Life As An Inn

On The Road Halfway Between Faith And Criticism Stands The Inn Of Reason. Reason Is Faith In What Can Be Understood Without Faith, But It's Still A Faith, Since To Understand Presupposes That There's Something Understandable.

Myth Is The Nothing That Is All.

I Don't Write In Portuguese. I Write Myself.

Look, There's No Metaphysics On Earth But Chocolates.

Direct Experience Is The Evasion, Or Hiding Place Of Those Devoid Of Imagination.