All I Want To Do Is Sit

Yes, Light, There Is No Other Word For It.

Words Fail, There Are Times When Even They Fail.

Suffering Is The Main Condition Of The Artistic Experience.

I Don’t Like Animals. It’s A Strange Thing, I Don’t Like Men And I Don’t Like Animals. As For God, He Is Beginning To Disgust Me.

Over, Over, There Is A Soft Place In My Heart For All That Is Over, No, For The Being Over, Words Have Been My Only Loves, Not Many.