I Had The Whole Sky In My

I Was Absent At The Moment I Took Up The Most Space.

Intelligence In Chains Loses In Lucidity What It Gains In Intensity.

Love Is The Kind Of Illness That Does Not Spare The Intelligent Or The Dull.

Everybody Knows That Pestilences Have A Way Of Recurring In The World; Yet Somehow We Find It Hard To Believe In Ones That Crash Down On Our Heads From A Blue Sky.

We Continue To Shape Our Personality All Our Life. If We Knew Ourselves Perfectly, We Should Die.