Turns Out It Was Mostly A Lie.

I Couldn't Possibly Have Sex With Someone With Such A Slender Grasp On Grammar!

Animals, Children, And The Working Class Comprise The Company In Which I'll Feel Most At Ease.

What It Felt To Me Was Like The Dissolution Of My Idea Of Myself. I Felt Like Separateness Evaporated. I Felt This Tremendous Sense Of Oneness. I'm Quite An Erratic Thinker, Quite An Adrenalized Person, But Through Meditation, I Found This Beautiful Serenity And Selfless Connection. My Tendency Towards Selfishness, I Felt That Kind Of Exposed As A Superficial And Pointless Perspective To Have. I Felt Very Relaxed, A Sense Of Oneness. I Felt Love.

The Mentality And Behavior Of Drug Addicts And Alcoholics Is Wholly Irrational Until You Understand That They Are Completely Powerless Over Their Addiction And Unless They Have Structured Help They Have No Hope.

All Penguins Are The Same Below The Surface, Which I Think Is As Perfect An Analogy As We're Likely To Get For The Futility Of Racism.