All The Unhurried Day / Your Mind

Sex Means Nothing--just The Moment Of Ecstasy, That Flares And Dies In Minutes.

Death Is No Different Whined At Than Withstood.

There Is Bad In All Good Authors: What A Pity The Converse Isn't True!

It's Easy To Write When You've Nothing To Write About (that Is, When You Are Young).

Any Memory For The Most Part Depending On Chance.