The Desire For Possession Is Insatiable, To

One Dies If Necessary, One Breaks Rather Than Bending. But I Bend, Because I Continue To Love Myself.

Where There Is No Hope, It Is Incumbent On Us To Invent It.

To Lose The Touch Of Flowers And Women's Hands Is The Supreme Separation.

In Short, They Were Gambling On Their Luck, And Luck Is Not To Be Coerced.

Do You Believe In God, Doctor?" No - But What Does That Really Mean? I'm Fumbling In The Dark, Struggling To Make Something Out. But I've Long Ceased Finding That Original.