A Piano Might Fall On Your Head,

A Piano Might Fall On Your Head, He Said, But It Also Might Not. And In The Meantime You Never Know. Something Nice Might Happen.

If You Have The Patience To Wait And Watch, History Will Reshape Truth (weakest Of All Forces, And Weightless) In The Image Of Opinion. What Really Happened Will Cease To Matter And, Eventually, Cease To Exist.

I Love You. I'm Madly In Love With You. Well, Madly Obviously, Given I'm Mad As A Mudlark. But You Saved My Life. I'd Be Dead Without You. And You're So Good To Me. And You Love Me Too. How Lucky Is That? Amazing! Amazingly Lucky. I Can't Live Without You. You're My Lucky Charm." She Felt A Sudden Desire To Kill Justin's Well-meaning Friend.

Such A Courageous Boy I Was. To Act Brazenly Under Scrutiny And Risk Further Injury To My Wounded Heart. Ah, The Resilience, The Blind, Dumb Persistence Of Youth.

Perhaps The Way To Succeed Is To Think Of Life On Earth As A Colossal Joke, A Creation Of Such Immense Stupidity That The Only Way To Live Is To Laugh Until You Think Your Heart Will Break.