In Middle Age, Going Naked

To Succeed, Find The Right Rut And Stay With It.

My Mind No Longer Has Romantic Abysses, But Has Become Shallow, With Many Little Gaps And Cracks.

Wisdom Is Dead. Long Live Information.

No Need To Be Sentimental To Mourn The Loss Of Paradise.

If I Could Do My Life Over, I Would Try To Cleanse At Least My Pleasures Of Self-pity.