Habit Is A Great Deadener.

There Is Man In His Entirety, Blaming His Shoe When His Foot Is Guilty.

With All This Darkness Round Me I Feel Less Alone.

Was I Asleep? Had I Slept?

If You Don't Know Where You Are Currently Standing, You're Dead.

To Think, When One Is No Longer Young, When One Is Not Yet Old, That One Is No Longer Young, That One Is Not Yet Old, That Is Perhaps Something.