We Write To Taste Life Twice, In

Strange, Isn't It, That No Chemical Will Give A Human Being The Iridescence That Illusions Have Given Them? Give Me Your Hat.

Anything I Can Not Transform Into Something Marvelous, I Let Go.

I Made No Resolutions For The New Year. The Habit Of Making Plans, Of Criticizing, Sanctioning And Molding My Life, Is Too Much Of A Daily Event For Me.

Anxiety Is Loves Greatest Killer.

Everything But Happiness Is Neurosis.