She opened up a book of poems and handed it to me written by an Italia >>
Democracy don't rule the world, you better get that in your head; this >>
For them that think death's honesty won't fall upon them naturally lif >>
I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided; and that is the lamp >>
Experience comprises illusions lost, rather than wisdom gained. >>
I try to avoid experience if I can. Most experience is bad. >>
You learn from a conglomeration of the incredible past -- whatever experience gotten in any way whatsoever.