-you Are On The Verge Of Being

I Know Nothing, Because I Know Too Much, And Understand Not Nearly Enough And Never Will.

The Truth Is, Laughter Always Sounds More Perfect Than Weeping. Laughter Flows In A Violent Riff And Is Effortlessly Melodic. Weeping Is Often Fought, Choked, Half Strangled, Or Surrendered To With Humiliation.

I Was Typing Away While Everybody Was Dropping Acid And Smoking Grass. I Was Known As My Own Square.

I Love The One Who Punishes Me Well.

It's So Easy To Persecute An Older, Overweight, Unwise, Crude, Ignorant Woman Who May Very Well Be A Good Person At Heart Who Has Achieved A Great Deal In Her Life. So Easy To Vilify Her And Hate Her And Try To Destroy Her Life. Woe To Anyone Today Who Is Not Slender, Young, Clever And Politically Correct.