No Amount Of Promises Can Guarantee Love

You Don't Stop Loving Someone Just Because You Hate Them.

My Guess Is That She Is Uncomfortable In Such An Intransigent World But Is Unable To Live Accordingly To Her Own Desire.

And Silence, Like Darkness, Can Be Kind; It, Too, Is A Language.

The Cruellest Thing You Can Do To Kerouac Is Reread Him At Thirty-eight.

It Seemed To Me That The Real Philosophical Breakthroughs Of The 20th Century Were In Terms Of The Understanding Of Language. What Is Language? Where Does It Come From, How Does It Work, What Does It Do?