Only The Broken-hearted Know The Truth About

An Old Man Drinks Tea And Reads The Newspaper--forgetting Age For A Moment.

When Love Ends, We Cry Out Against Destiny. When Friendship Ends, We Cry Out Against Our Friend.

Reclusive? The Inner City Will Secure Your Privacy Better Than Any Desert Cave.

As A Comforter, Philosophy Cannot Compete With A Good Dinner.

I Can Imagine Many Things, But Few Clearly.