What Do I Know Of

I Try. I Fail. I Try Again. I Fail Better.

The Human Eyelid Is Not Teartight (happily For The Human Eye).

That Double-headed Monster Of Damnation And Salvation--time.

[t]he Syndrome Known As Life Is Too Diffuse To Admit Of Palliation. For Every Symptom That Is Eased, Another Is Made Worse. The Horse Leech's Daughter Is A Closed System. Her Quantum Of Wantum Cannot Vary.

The End Is In The Beginning And Yet You Go On.