When I Don't Feel Hurt, I Hope

The Past Exudes Legend: One Can't Make Pure Clay Of Time's Mud.

... We Are All Terribly Alone No Matter What People Say.

There Is In The Darkness A Unity, If You Will, That Cannot Be Achieved In Any Other Environment, A Blending Of Self With What The Self Perceives, And Exquisite Mystical Experience.

Life Is A Tragedy Full Of Joy.

All Men Are Jews, Though Few Men Know It.