A Vacuum Can Only Exist, I Imagine,

Looking For Love Is Like Asking For A New Point Of Departure ... Another Chance In Life.

Don't You Think I Was Made For You? I Feel Like You Had Me Ordered - And I Was Delivered To You - To Be Worn. I Want You To Wear Me, Like A Watch-charm Or A Buttonhole Bouquet.

We Get Something To Do And As Soon As We've Got It, It Gets Us.

Being In Love, She Concluded, Is Simply A Presentation Of Our Pasts To Another Individual, Mostly Packages So Unwieldy That We Can No Longer Manage The Loosened Strings Alone.

Look Closer And You'll See Something Extraordinary, Mystifying, Something Real And True. We Have Never Been What We Seemed.