Nobody Deserves Death, Yet Everybody Gets It.

The Balls Do Not Make A Writer.

It's So Internalized, The Way Your Mind Works In Relation To Anything - It's A Process, But Then It Isn't. It's Working All The Time.

I Spotted A Can In The Corner Whose Red Label Read Sadness. Was There So Much Of It They Could Can It And Sell It? A Bolt Of Pain Went Through My Intestines Before I Realized That It Was Not Sadness But Sardines.

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

Chicago Is Not A Bad Place To Live. But The Usual Story Of Immigration Is The Happy Fulfillment Of Human Potential In America That Is Not Available Anywhere Else - It's Propaganda, Really. It's More Complicated Than That.