There Is No Dunce Like A Mature

Parents Lend Children Their Experience And A Vicarious Memory; Children Endow Their Parents With A Vicarious Immortality.

The World Is A Perpetual Caricature Of Itself; At Every Moment It Is The Mockery And The Contradiction Of What It Is Pretending To Be.

Animals Are Born And Bred In Litters. Solitude Grows Blessed And Peaceful Only In Old Age.

The Word Experience Is Like A Shrapnel Shell, And Bursts Into A Thousand Meanings.

A Dream Is Always Simmering Below The Conventional Surface Of Speech And Reflection.