For The Poor Of This World, Two

In The Whole Of Your Absurd Past You Discover So Much That's Absurd, So Much Deceit And Credulity, That It Might Be A Good Idea To Stop Being Young This Minute, To Wait For Youth To Break Away From You And Pass You By, To Watch It Going Away, Receding In The Distance, To See All Its Vanity, Run Your Hand Through The Empty Space It Has Left Behind, Take A Last Look At It, And Then Start Moving, Make Sure Your Youth Has Really Gone, And Then Calmly, All By Yourself, Cross To The Other Side Of Time To See What People And Things Really Look Like.

Love Is Like Liquor, The Drunker And More Impotent You Are, The Stronger And Smarter You Think Yourself And The Surer You Are Of Your Rights.

Well, You Know... Experience Is A Muffled Lantern That Throws Light Only On The Bearer...it's Incommunicable.

Philosophizing Is Simply One Way Of Being Afraid, A Cowardly Pretense That Doesn't Get You Anywhere.

Most People Die At The Last Minute; Others Twenty Years Beforehand, Some Even Earlier. They Are The Wretched Of The Earth.