You Cannot Have Both Truth And What

How Rarely Can Happiness Be Really Innocent And Not Triumphant, Not An Insult To The Deprived.

I Hate Solitude But I Am Afraid Of Intimacy. The Substance Of My Life Is A Private Conversation With Myself And To Turn It Into A Dialogue Would Be Equivalent To Self-destruction. The Company I Need Is The Company Which A Pub Or A Cafe Will Provide. I Have Never Wanted A Communion Of Souls.

Between Saying And Doing, Many A Pair Of Shoes Is Worn Out.

The Bereaved Cannot Communicate With The Unbereaved.

All Artists Dream Of A Silence Which They Must Enter, As Some Creatures Return To The Sea To Spawn.