I Had A Strong Desire

I Had A Strong Desire To Write And Some Free Time.

For Me Writing Is A Question Of Finding A Certain Rhythm. I Compare It To The Rhythms Of Jazz.

The Happiness Of Others Is Never Bearable For Very Long.

I've Often Found Myself Preferring Second-rate People To Supposedly Superior People, Simply And Solely Because Of Their Uncontrollable Tendency To Bang Themselves Against The Sides Of Life's Vast Lampshade Like Fireflies Or Moths.

No One Ever Has Time To Examine Himself Honestly, And Most People Look No Further Than Their Neighbors' Eyes, In Which They May See Their Own Reflection.