As Our Eyes Grow Accustomed To Sight

Ah, Grief Makes Us Precise!

Some People Are Graced With A Flow; Some People Are Graced With Something Less Than A Flow. I'm One Of Those.

It's Not A Cry You Can Hear At Night. It's Not Somebody Who Has Seen The Light. It's A Cold And It's A Broken Hallelujah.

I Have Nothing Against The Queen Of England. Even In My Heart I Never Resented Her For Not Being Jackie Kennedy. She Is, To My Mind, A Very Gallant Lady, Victimized By Whoever It Is Who Designs The Tops Of Her Uniforms.

I Turned My Back On The Devil, Turned My Back On The Angel Too.