Between Skin And Skin, There Is Only

Liking Other People Is An Illusion We Have To Cherish In Ourselves If We Are To Live In Society.

In Essence The Renaissance Was Simply The Green End Of One Of Civilization's Hardest Winters.

I Mean I Never Feel I Feel What I Ought To Feel.

You Wish To Be Liked. I Wish Simply To Be. One Day You Will Know What That Means, Perhaps. And You Will Smile. Not Against Me. But With Me.

He Was One Of The Most Supremely Stupid Men I Have Ever Met. He Taught Me A Great Deal.