No Man Needs Curing Of

The Unendurable Is The Beginning Of The Curve Of Joy.

I Like My Human Experience Served Up With A Little Silence And Restraint. Silence Makes Experience Go Further And, When It Does Die, Gives It That Dignity Common To A Thing One Had Touched And Not Ravished

I Have Been Loved,' She Said, 'by Something Strange, And It Has Forgotten Me.

One's Life Is Peculiar To One's Own When One Has Invented It.

The Priceless Galaxy Of Misinformation Called The Mind.