The Self Is Merely The Lens Through

The Poet Is One Who Is Able To Keep The Fresh Vision Of The Child Alive.

Anxiety Is Love's Greatest Killer. It Makes Others Feel As You Might When A Drowning Man Holds On To You. You Want To Save Him, But You Know He Will Strangle You With His Panic.

One May Gain One Truth At The Expense Of Another.

Idealism Is The Death Of The Body And The Imagination. All But Freedom, Utter Freedom, Is Death

There Is Not One Big Cosmic Meaning For All, There Is Only The Meaning We Each Give To Our Life, An Individual Meaning, An Individual Plot, Like An Individual Novel, A Book For Each Person.