You see, nature will do exactly what it must, and if we are a hindrance to its development, to even its destructive powers to reform itself and we are in a way, we will go.

Moral authority has been laid to rest, world opinion is no more than a game show and the difference between good and evil is about as relevant as changing channels.

What I used to do with a passion, foolishly and vainly imagining I would change the world for the better, I no longer tolerate in myself or anyone else. But draw, always draw - and WRITE.

It makes me so desperately sad to witness just how unforgivably wretched our world has become.

America is ripe for lies and lethargy. The pure mountain air is going and gone. It is a huge burden and a sadness for us all.

Whores get bow-legged and bankers get mean, which is strange when you think that if whores get bow-legged, bankers should get generous, but they never do.

Beware of privilege. It stinks of rotten fish heads, many of which were lapping the shore beneath the jetties.