All I Want To Do

Absolute Virtue Is As Sure To Kill A Man As Absolute Vice Is, Let Alone The Dullness Of It And The Pomposities Of It.

Our Vulgar Perception Is Not Concerned With Other Than Vulgar Phenomena.

There's Man All Over For You, Blaming On His Boots The Fault Of His Feet.

We Always Find Something, Eh Didi, To Let Us Think We Exist?

When A Man In A Forest Thinks He Is Going Forward In A Straight Line, In Reality He Is Going In A Circle, I Did My Best To Go In A Circle, Hoping To Go In A Straight Line.