Everything Interests Me, But Nothing Holds Me.

We Are Two Abysses - A Well Staring At The Sky.

There Is No Safe Standard To Tell Man From Animals.

Art Gives Us The Illusion Of Liberation From The Sordid Business Of Being.

It's In An Inland Sea That The River Of My Life Ended.

I Realize That, While Often Happy And Often Cheerful, I Am Always Sad.