All that we know is nothing$$$ we are merely crammed wastepaper baskets$$$ unless we are in touch with that which laughs at all our knowing.

But the act$$$ called the sexual act$$$ is not for the depositing of seed. It is for leaping off into the unknown$$$ as from a cliff's edge$$$ like Sappho into the sea.

A committee is an animal with four back legs.

Nowadays you have to be a scientist if you want to be a killer.

Lolita$$$ light of my life$$$ fire of my loins. My sin$$$ my soul.

You got a life? Live it! Live the motherfuckin' life!

Life is a school of the spirit.

The path is revealed in the treading.

Home is so sad. It stays as it was left$$$<br>Shaped to the comfort of the last to go<br>As if to win them back.

I have no enemies. But my friends don't like me.