I Cry A Lot Because I Miss

All I Liked To Do When I Was A Kid Was Draw.

I Became A Set Designer For Opera.

Because Love Is So Enormous, The Only Thing You Can Think Of Doing Is Swallowing The Person That You Love Entirely.

The Fan Mail I Get From Kids Are Asking Me Questions Which They Do Not Ask Their Mothers And Fathers. Because If They Had, Why Write To Me, A Perfect Stranger?

I Cry A Lot Because I Miss People. They Die And I Can't Stop Them. They Leave Me And I Love Them More.