Everytime You Grab At Love You Will

Reality Is One Of The Possibilities I Cannot Afford To Ignore

Oh The Sisters Of Mercy, They Are Not Departed Or Gone.

I Don't Even Hate Books Anymore.

He Hated The Men Floating In Sleep In The Big Stone Houses. Because Their Lives Were Ordered And Their Rooms Tidy. Because They Got Up Every Morning And Did Their Public Work. Because They Weren't Going To Dynamite Their Factories And Have Naked Parties In The Fire.

You've Got A Deadline. Well, I Do, Too: Death.