I Added 'writers' To My List Of

Assured Her I've Never Loved Anyone Except Myself And Have No Intention Of Starting Now.

Italians Give Their City Sexes, And They All Agree That The Sex For A Particular City Is Quite Correct, But None Of Them Can Explain Why. I Love That. London's Middle-aged And Male, Respectably Married But Secretly Gay.

It's A Small World. It Keeps Recrossing Itself.

I Am, Emphatically. Mental Illness Triggered By Xperimental Error.

I Understand Now That Boundaries Between Noise And Sound Are Conventions. All Boundaries Are Conventions, Waiting To Be Transcended. One May Transcend Any Convention If Only One Can First Conceive Of Doing So.