I No Longer Know If

It Would Be Very Unjust To Say That You Deserted Me, But That I Was Deserted, And Sometimes Terribly So, Is True.

All Knowledge, The Totality Of All Questions And All Answers, Is Contained In The Dog. If One Could But Realize This Knowledge, If One Could But Bring It Into The Light Of Day, If We Dogs Would But Own That We Know Infinitely More Than We Admit To Ourselves!

Sometimes I Think I Can Expiate All My Past And Future Sins Through The Aching Of My Bones.

It Receives You When You Come And Dismisses You When You Go.

Everything You Say Is Boring And Incomprehensible, But That Alone Doesn't Make It True.