Lord, Why Did You Leave Me In

Nobody Deserves Death, Yet Everybody Gets It.

Anything That Might Come Under Arts Should Not Be Subject To The Whims Of The Idiotic Market Because The Market's Stupid, And It Gravitates Toward Simplicity - Towards Essentializing Things So They Can Be Sold.

The World Is Always Greater Than Your Desires; Plenty Is Never Enough.

We Hated Pretentiousness; It Was A Form Of Self-hatred.

I Loved You Because There Was No Other Place For Me To Go. We Were Married Because We Did Not Know What Else To Do With Each Other. You Never Knew Me, Nothing About Me, What Died Inside Me, What Lived Invisibly.