Hopefully, I Write What I Don't Know.

Communication Is Mutual Feeling With Someone, Not A Didactic Process Of Information.

Form Is Never More Than An Extension Of Content.

I Will Go To The Garden. I Will Be A Romantic. I Will Sell Myself In Hell, In Heaven Also I Will Be.

The Pattern Of The Narrative Never Of Necessity Wants To End, It Never Has To.

No Matter How Wild Reality Was Obviously Often Being, It Was An Absolutely Secure Place, As A Tone And Intelligence, And A Thing Happening.