Boredom Is A Pleasing Antidote

When She Smiled It Was As Though She Embraced The World.

Because I Want To; Because I Must; Because Now And Forever More This Is Where I Belong To Be.

I Wondered How Many People There Were In The World Who Suffered, And Continued To Suffer, Because They Could Not Break Out From Their Own Web Of Shyness And Reserve, And In Their Blindness And Folly Built Up A Great Distorted Wall In Front Of Them That Hid The Truth.

…you Guessed That Somewhere, In Heaven Knew What Country And What Guise, There Was Someone Who Was Part Of Your Body And Your Brain, And That Without Him You Were Lost, A Straw Blown By The Wind.

All Autobiography Is Self-indulgent.