We've Lost More Men To

Love Is Everything It's Cracked Up To Be. It Really Is Worth Fighting For, Being Brave For, Risking Everything For.

It's Easier To Write About Pain Than About Joy. Joy Is Wordless.

Singularity Shows Something Wrong In The Mind.

Nothing You Write Is Ever Lost To You. At Some Other Level Your Mind Is Working On It.

Souls Have Neither Sex Nor Colour.