I Have Moved From Certainty

I Could Never Understand How We Could Put 120,000 Japanese Behind A Fence In World War Ii. I Remember Being Bewildered About That.

I Have Moved From Certainty To Doubt, From Devotion To Rebellion.

Suicide Is A Permanent Solution To A Temporary Problem.

Is It Any Wonder That For Millions Of Men The Only Intimacy Is Physical, Silent, And Predictable?

What Really Keeps Me Going Is The Constant Belief That It Could All Disappear Tomorrow.