The Sense Of Truth No Matter How

After All The Work Of The Philosophers On His Soul And The Doctors On His Body, What Can We Really Say We Know About A Man? That He Is, When All Is Said And Done, Just A Passage For Liquids And Solids, A Pipe Of Flesh.

We Are All Hunting For Rational Reasons For Believing In The Absurd.

I See Artists As A Great Battalion Moving Through Paint, Words, Music Towards Cosmological Interpretation.

Music Was Invented To Confirm Human Loneliness.

I Don’t Believe One Reads To Escape Reality. A Person Reads To Confirm A Reality He Knows Is There, But Which He Has Not Experienced.