Do Not Adjust Your Mind, The Fault

Few Books Today Are Forgivable. Black On Canvas, Silence On The Screen, An Empty White Sheet Of Paper Are Perhaps Feasible.

Experience Is Mad When It Steps Beyond The Horizons Of Our Common, That Is, Our Communal Sense.

True Guilt Is Guilt At The Obligation One Owes To Oneself To Be Oneself. False Guilt Is Guilt Felt At Not Being What Other People Feel One Ought To Be Or Assume That One Is.

We Are All Murderers And Prostitutes - No Matter To What Culture, Society, Class, Nation One Belongs, No Matter How Normal, Moral, Or Mature, One Takes Oneself To Be.

If We Can Revert To The Truth, Then A Great Deal Of One's Suffering Can Be Erased, Because A Great Deal Of One's Suffering Is Based On Sheer Lies.