The Study Of Sickness Is The Most

Instead Of Committing Suicide, People Go To Work.

Only When I Am By Seawater Can I Truly Breathe, To Say Nothing Of My Ability To Think.

Women Were Like Rivers, Their Banks Were Unreachable, The Night Often Rang With The Cries Of The Drowned.

We Can Only Exist By Taking Our Minds Off The Fact That We Exist

We Have To Keep Company With Supposedly Bad Characters If We Are To Survive And Not Succumb To Mental Atrophy. People Of Good Character, So Called, Are The Ones Who End Up Boring Us To Death.