I Have To Live My Life, And

I Want To Be Silverly Beautiful.

This Is The Light Of The Mind, Cold And Planetary. The Trees Of The Mind Are Black. The Light Is Blue.

I Think I May Well Be A Jew.

I Have The One Person I Could Ever Love In This World. Now I Must Work To Be A Person Worthy Of That.

How Frail The Human Heart Must Be - A Mirrored Pool Of Thought.