Coffee In England Is Just Toasted Milk.

There May Always Be Another Reality To Make Fiction Of The Truth We Think We've Arrived At.

Life Is A Hypocrite If I Can't Live The Way It Moves Me.

Indulgences, Not Fulfillment, Is What The World Permits Us.

How Can We Be Scrupulous In A Life Which, From Birth Onwards, Is So Determined To Wring Us Dry Of Any Serenity At All?

What, After All,is A Halo? It's Only One More Thing To Keep Clean.