We Spend Our Life, It's

If I Were In The Unenviable Position Of Having To Study My Work My Points Of Departure Would Be The "naught Is More Real ..." And The "ubi Nihil Vales ..." Both Already In Murphy And Neither Very Rational.

It Sometimes Happens And Will Sometimes Happen Again That I Forget Who I Am And Strut Before My Eyes, Like A Stranger.

It Was Long Since I Had Longed For Anything And The Effect On Me Was Horrible.

There's Something Dripping In My Head. A Heart, A Heart In My Head.

Habit Is A Compromise Effected Between An Individual And His Environment.