Mankind Adores Its Betrayers, And Murders Its

I Often Reread Books I Have Written

Though I Am A Catholic, A Professing One, I Have Serious Doubts About The Survival Of The Human Personality After Death.

But What Was A Body? Dust, Dung, Urine, Itches. It Was The Light Within Which Was Important, And It Was Not Significant If That Light Endured After Death, Or If The Soul Was Blinded Eternally In The Endless Night Of The Suspired Flesh.

Tel Aviv Appeals To Me.

I've Always Enjoyed Poor Health