Lucky Is The Man Who Does Not

I Had Discovered That A Person Does Not Have To Be This Or Be That Or Be Anything, Not Even Oneself. One Is Free.

A Good Title Should Be Like A Good Metaphor. It Should Intrigue Without Being Too Baffling Or Too Obvious.

Bourbon Does For Me What The Piece Of Cake Did For Proust.

Lord, Grant That My Work Increase Knowledge And Help Other Men. Failing That, Lord, Grant That It Will Not Lead To Man’s Destruction. Failing That, Lord, Grant That My Article In Brain Be Published Before The Destruction Takes Place.

How Did It Happen That Now He Could See Everything So Clearly. Something Had Given Him Leave To Live In The Present. Not Once In His Entire Life Had He Come To Rest In The Quiet Center Of Himself But Had Forever Cast Himself From Some Dark Past He Could Not Remember To A Future That Did Not Exist. Not Once Had He Been Present For His Life. So His Life Had Passed Like A Dream. Is It Possible For People To Miss Their Lives The Way One Can Miss A Plane?