May I Kiss You Then? On This

Ours Is A Lost Generation, It May Be, But It Is More Blameless Than Those Earlier Generations.

The Existence Of The Writer Is An Argument Against The Existence Of The Soul, For The Soul Has Obviously Taken Flight From The Real Ego, But Not Improved Itself, Only Become A Writer.

It's Only Because Of Their Stupidity That They're Able To Be So Sure Of Themselves.

Even The Merest Gesture Is Holy If It Is Filled With Faith.

It's Sometimes Quite Astonishing That A Single, Average Life Is Enough To Encompass So Much That It's At All Possible Ever To Have Any Success In One's Work Here.