The Best Are Led To

Love Is The Kind Of Illness That Does Not Spare The Intelligent Or The Dull.

The World I Live In Is Loathsome To Me, But I Feel One With The Men Who Suffer In It

In That Night Alive With Signs And Stars, I Opened Myself To The Gentle Indifference Of The World. Finding It So Much Like Myself--like A Brother, Really--i Felt That I Had Been Happy And That I Was Happy Again.

Somebody Has To Have The Last Word. If Not, Every Argument Could Be Opposed By Another And We'd Never Be Done With It.

People Hasten To Judge In Order Not To Be Judged Themselves.