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Perhaps It Is Because Venice Is Both Liquid And Solid, Both Air And Stone, That It Somehow Combines All The Elements Crucial To Make Our Imaginations Ignite And Turn Fantasies Into Realities.

Solitude Is Un-american.

Writers Are Doubters, Compulsives, Self-flagellants. The Torture Only Stops For Brief Moments.

Is There Not An Arabick Proverb Which Goes, 'no One Throws Stones At A Barren Tree'?

Sex Is God's Joke On The Human Race ... If We Didn't Have Sex To Make Us Ridiculous, She Would Have Had To Think Up Something Else Instead.