Because We Don't Have Much

It's While Writing That Suddenly A Point Of View Appears: 'so, That's What I Really Thought About This Thing'. Then It Feels Part Of Me.

It’s True That Someone Will Always Say That Good And Evil Don’t Exist: That Is A Person Who Has Never Had Any Dealings With Real Evil. Good Is Far Less Convincing Than Evil, But It’s Because Their Chemical Structures Are Different. Like Gold, Good Is Never Found In A Pure State In Nature: It Therefore Doesn’t Seem Impressive. It Has The Unfortunate Tendency Not To Act; It Prefers, Passively, To Be Seen.

God Isn't Chocolate, He's The Encounter Between Chocolate And The Palate Capable Of Appreciating It.

More And More I Understand That It's Very Fine Not To Know Where You Come From.

I've Noticed It A Lot. I'm Not Someone Who Revises. It's Always The First Movement, It's That. It's An Instinct. Either It Works Straight Away, Or It Won't Ever Work.