I Grew Up In A House That

I Think Of Images As An Immune System And A Transit System.

Part Of A Horror Movie Has To Be A Bit Fakey For Me To Really Enjoy It. The New Ones Are So Realistic That They Distract Me From The Ride Through The Horror.

If It Is Your Time, Love Will Track You Down Like A Cruise Missile.if You Say "no! I Don't Want It Right Now," That's When You'll Get It For Sure. Love Will Make A Way Out Of No Way. Love Is An Exploding Cigar Which We Willingly Smoke.

By The 6th Grade I Stopped Doing Ordinary Things In Front Of People. It Had Been Ordinary To Sing, Kids Are Singing All The Time When They Are Little, But Then Something Happens. It's Not That We Stop Singing. I Still Sang. I Just Made Sure I Was Alone When I Did It. And I Made Sure I Never Did It Accidentally. That Thing We Call 'bursting Into Song.' I Believe This Happens To Most Of Us. We Are Still Singing, But Secretly And All Alone.

You'll Never Call Him Fifi Again.