I Just Have To Think

I Supported Myself By Delivering The 'wall Street Journal' And Doing Odd Jobs. I Love Plumbing And Carpentry.

True Happiness Is Not Out There. True Happiness Lies Within.

I Don't Think That People Accept The Fact That Life Doesn't Make Sense. I Think It Makes People Terribly Uncomfortable. It Seems Like Religion And Myth Were Invented Against That, Trying To Make Sense Out Of It.

To Me, A Story Can Be Both Concrete And Abstract, Or A Concrete Story Can Hold Abstractions. And Abstractions Are Things That Really Can't Be Said So Well With Words.

Every Time I Hear Sounds, I See Pictures. Then, I Start Getting Ideas. It Just Drives Me Crazy