Those Who Become Entangled In These False

Only Thought Can Resemble. It Resembles By Being What It Sees, Hears, Or Knows; It Becomes What The World Offers It.

I Detest My Past, And Anyone Else's. I Detest Resignation, Patience, Professional Heroism And Obligatory Beautiful Feelings. I Also Detest The Decorative Arts, Folklore, Advertising, Voices Making Announcements, Aerodynamism, Boy Scouts, The Smell Of Moth Balls, Events Of The Moment, And Drunken People.

Nothing Is Confused Except The Mind.

I Think We Are Responsible For The Universe, But That Doesn't Mean We Decide Anything.

If The Dream Is A Translation Of Waking Life, Waking Life Is Also A Translation Of The Dream.