Words are the light and sound of our existence, the heat lightning by which the night is illuminated.
There is a fullness and calmness there which can come only from knowing pain.
Stupidity has a price and it always gets paid.
God is found in this Life ... to wait for another is folly.
Seduction... was both a science and art - a blend of skill, discipline, proximity, and opportunity. Mostly proximity.
Words bend our thinking to infinite paths of self-delusion, and the fact that we spend most of our mental lives in brain mansions built of words means that we lack the objectivity necessary to see the terrible distortion of reality which language brings.