A Man Had To Learn,

One's Fantasy Goes For A Walk And Returns With A Bride.

I Love Metaphor. It Provides Two Loaves Where There Seems To Be One. Sometimes It Throws In A Load Of Fish.

There Are No Wrong Books. What's Wrong Is The Fear Of Them.

A Man Is An Island In The Only Sense That Matters, Not An Easy Way To Be. We Live In Mystery, A Cosmos Of Separate Lonely Bodies, Men, Insects, Stars. It Is All Loneliness And Men Know It Best.

We're Persecuted In The Most Civilized Languages.