Perhaps Living Souls Had Greater

Rationally Speaking, Blaming One's Behavior On Alcohol Or Drugs Is Like Blaming The Ladder By Which You Descended Into A Pit, Or The Staircase That Took You Down To A Cellar, For What You Found There.

I Have To Get Out Once A Week And Speak With People Or I Start Thinking I'm The Emperor Of Abyssinia.

Because Two People In Love Don't Make A Hive Mind. Neither Should They Want To Be A Hive Mind, To Think The Same, To Know The Same. It's About Being Separate And Still Loving Each Other, Being Distinct From Each Other. One Is The Violin String One Is The Bow.

Repression In The Human Psyche Is Tightly Bundled. When It Has Been Pulled Out Of The Sprung Package So Often It Is Perhaps Difficult To Push It Back In The Box.

Perhaps Writers Should Never Be Allowed To Get Together In A Workplace Context. It's Not Like Studying Computer Science, After All. The Emotions Are At Large, And Are Shared And Are Questioned. There Is A Vulnerability.