I Suspect Victims; They Win In The

Solitary And Farouche People Don't Have Relationships; They Are Quite Unrelatable.

But Complex People Are Never Certain That They Are Not Crooks, Never Certain Their Passports Are Quite In Order, And Are, Therefore, Unnerved By The Slightest Thing.

Knowledge Of Rome Must Be Physical, Sweated Into The System, Worked Up Into The Brain Through The Thinning Shoe-leather. ... When It Comes To Knowing, The Senses Are More Honest Than The Intelligence. Nothing Is More Real Than The First Wall You Lean Up Against Sobbing With Exhaustion. Rome No More Than Beheld (that Is, Taken In Through The Eyes Only) Could Still Be A Masterpiece In Cardboard - The Eye I Suppose Being Of All The Organs The Most Easily Infatuated And Then Jaded And So Tricked. Seeing Is Pleasure, But Not Knowledge.

The Most Steady, The Most Self-sufficient Nature Depends, More Than It Knows, On Its Few Chosen Stimuli.

But Surely Love Wouldn't Get So Much Talked About If There Were Not Something In It?