Ridicule Is A Public Confession Of Fear.

If You Were The Sky, I Would Unfurl Myself In You, As A Rainbow Of Colors Yet Unseen. I Would Become Oceans Of Stars In Your Night.

Your Mouth On Mine Our Bridge To Cross And Serve Where We Would Go. Utopia Of Sensations The Flesh Could Never Know.

It Is An Awesome Thing To Comprehend The Magnitude Of The Fact That What A Human Being Dreams And Imagines Can Be Realized. The Power Of That Truth Needs To Be Directed Toward Our Creation Of A Future That Is Worthy Of True Human Value And The World Civilization.

It's Weird How People Who Are The Least Close To Me Or Who've Never Even Met Me Purport To Be Experts On The Real Me; And Then, Sadly, There Are Those Who Could Be In Touch With Me But Prefer To Gossip With Strangers About Me Instead.

There Are Abundantly More English Professors In The World Than There Are Authors.