Morality Is Either A Social Contract Or

Thoughts, Like Fleas, Jump From Man To Man. But They Don't Bite Everybody.

On The Top Of Each Peak You Are On The Edge Of The Abyss

We Looked Into Each Other's Eyes. I Saw Myself, She Saw Herself.

A Tired Exclamation Mark Is A Question Mark.

One Has To Multiply Thoughts To The Point Where There Aren't Enough Policemen To Control Them