Speech And Silence. We Feel Safer With

It Is Not Worth The Bother Of Killing Yourself, Since You Always Kill Yourself Too Late.

Life Creates Itself In Delirium And Is Undone In Ennui.

To Read Is To Let Someone Else Work For You - The Most Delicate Form Of Exploitation.

The Amount Of Chiaroscuro An Idea Harbors Is The Only Index Of Its Profundity.

Consider Love: Is There A Nobler Outpouring, A Rapture Less Suspect? Its Shudders Rival Music, Compete With The Tears Of Solitude And Of Ecstasy: Sublime...but A Sublimity Inseperable From The Urinary Tract: Transports Bordering Upon Excretion, A Heaven Of The Glands, Sudden Sancitity Of The Orifices. It Takes No More Than A Moment Of Attention For This Intoxication, Shaken, To Cast You Back Into The Ordures Of Physiology Or A Moment Of Fatigue To Recognize That So Much Ardor Produces Only A Variety Of Mucous.