In Poetic Thought, The Role Of The

Russian Talk Of Political Evil Is As Natural As Eating.

I'm Not Trying To Be Ridiculous Or Funny, But It Was Rather Pleasant To Find Yourself In Isolation, In Solitary.

Every Life Has A File, If You Will.

Racism? But Isn't It Only A Form Of Misanthropy?

I Always Adhered To The Idea That God Is Time, Or At Least That His Spirit Is.