Will Anything But Fanaticism Make For Change?

A Man From Hell Is Not Afraid Of Hot Ashes.

Perhaps We Clutch At Life Only When We Have Never Lived Or Trusted It. Then Death Seems The Last And Greatest Defeat, The End Of Something Never Felt.

When We Live With A Memory We Live With A Corpse; The Impact Of The Experience Has Changed Us Once But Can Never Change Us Again.

Both Therapy And Friendship Possessed The Common Denominator Of Discovering A Self.

Hell Is More Like Boredom, Or Not Having Enough To Do, And Too Much Time To Contemplate One's Deficiencies.