And The Story Of Love

My Life Is A Vast Inconsequential Epic.

I'm Not A Beatnik. I'm A Catholic.

When You Start Separating People From Their Rivers, What Have You Got? Bureaucracy!

Stick At It Like A Benni Addict

But There's No Joy At All, People Say "oh Well He's Drunk And Happy Let Him Sleep It Off"--the Poor Drunkard Is *crying*--he's Crying For His Mother And Father And Great Brother And Great Friend, He's Crying For Help. (p.111)