I'm Told There's No Going Back. So

Because I Withered Under The Glare Of An Actual Invitation, I Was A Firm Believer In Preventive Prevarication--in Other Words, Lying Early In Order To Free Myself Later On.

Hope And Belief. I'd Always Wanted Hope, But Never Believed That I Could Have Such An Adventure On My Own. That I Could Own It. And Love It. But It Happened.

I Am Bigger Than The Box I'm In.

This Must Be Part Of Mother Nature's Master Plan—making These Boys So Irresistibly Cute, In Such A Naughty Way, That The Purity Of Their Intentions Becomes Irrelevant.

People Come To New York To Be Different, But I Go To Starbucks To Be The Same.