In The Morning I'm Often Anti-semantic.

I Am Wary Of The Whole Dreary Deadening Structured Mess That We Have Built Into Such A Glittering Top-heavy Structure That There Is Nothing Left To See But The Glitter, And The Brute Routines Of Maintaining It.

To Enjoy Enduring Success We Should Travel A Little In Advance Of The World.

All Thinking Is Done With The Glands. Logic Is Added Later To Tidy Things Up.

People Cannot Endure Inexplicable Worthlessness

The Only Thing That Prisons Demonstrably Cure Is Heterosexuality.