Talent Is Like A Faucet, While It

Beauty Is One Of The Rare Things That Do Not Lead To Doubt Of God.

Obligations, Hatreds, Injuries; What Did I Expect My Memories To Be? I Was Forgetting Remorse. Now I Have A Complete Past.

Inspiration Is A Farce That Poets Have Invented To Give Themselves Importance.

We Poison Our Lives With Fear Of Burglary And Shipwreck, And, Ask Anyone, The House Is Never Burgled, And The Ship Never Goes Down.

It Bothered Me That Whatever Was Waiting Wasn't Waiting For Me