Lovemaking Seems All Too Absurd When Described.

The Past Is Dead And Buried. But I Know Now That Buried Things Have A Way Of Rising To The Surface When One Least Expects Them To.

Pain Is An Interesting And Off-putting Thing. Few If Any Things In Life Concentrate Our Attention So Completely And Terribly, And Few Things Are More Boring To Listen To Or Read About.

Prison Always Has Been A Good Place For Writers, Killing, As It Does, The Twin Demons Of Mobility And Diversion

Barbarians, We Call Them, While All The While We Timidly Cling To Our Web Like Visigoths Crouching In The Ruins Of Rome's Faded Glory And Proclaim Ourselves Civilized.

I Think All The Simple Things Can And Do Still Work - Holding Your Child's Hand While Walking Across The Street Will Do It. But We Can Hardly Hear It For All The Noise Which Has Turned Love Into A Cliche, And Most People Can't Even Hear John Lennon's "all You Need Is Love" Anymore Without Wincing.