Faithful To The Word Given And The

I Never Meant To Be But A Dreamer.

I'd Woken Up Early, And I Took A Long Time Getting Ready To Exist.

We Never Love Anyone. What We Love Is The Idea We Have Of Someone. It's Our Own Concept—our Own Selves—that We Love.

There's A Non-existent Peace In The Uncertain Quietness

Being A Retired Major Looks Like An Ideal Thing To Me. What A Pity You Couldn't Eternally Have Been Just A Retired Major.