Clouds Of Flavors And Savors

Sulking Is Silent Because Speaking Would Reveal Its Folly.

Travelling, I Worry About Luggage, Prices, And Strange Food. At Home, I Am Free To Broaden My Mind By Thinking About The Higher Things.

My Passions Have Never Jumped Out Of The Fireplace And Set Fire To The Carpet.

The Desire To Create Literature Leads To Frights, Grunts, And Coy Looks.

We Worship The Aesthetic, But We Do Not Have Faith In It.