There Can Be Neither Beauty, Nor Trust,

Nude Is A Word As Smoooth As Your Hips ... But Naked Has The Sound Of A Rock Being Turned Over To Expose Maggots.

If I'm A Lousy Writer, Then An Awful Lot Of People Have Lousy Taste.

How Easy It Is, How Dangerously Easy It Is To Hate A Man For One's Own Inadequacies.

The Public Loves To Create A Hero....sometimes I Think They Do It For The Sheer Joy Of Knocking Him Down From The Highest Peak. Like A Child Who Builds A House Of Blocks And Then Destroys It With One Vicious Kick.

I Looked Into That Empty Bottle And I Saw Myself.