God's Creatures Who Cried Themselves

Before Me You Are A Slug In The Sun. You Are Privy To A Great Becoming And You Recognize Nothing. You Are An Ant In The After-birth.it Is In Your Nature To Do One Thing Correctly: Before Me You Rightly Tremble. Fear Is Not What You Owe Me, Lounds, You And The Other Pismires. You Owe Me Awe.

One Can Only See What One Observes, And One Observes Only Things Which Are Already In The Mind.

You Will Not Persuade Me With Appeals To My Intellectual Vanity.

Hannibal Lecter: We Live In A Primitive Time - Don't We, Will? - Neither Savage Nor Wise. Half Measures Are The Curse Of It. Any Rational Society Would Either Kill Me Or Give Me My Books.

I'm Doing One Of Three Things: I'm Writing. I'm Staring Out The Window. Or I'm Writhing On The Floor.