In My Medicine Cabinet, The Winter Fly

Sal, We Gotta Go And Never Stop Going 'till We Get There.' 'where We Going, Man?' 'i Don't Know But We Gotta Go.

Absolutely No Way To Escape Enigmans.

We Tiptoed Around Each Other Like Heartbreaking New Friends.

It’s Not That I Can’t Fall In Love. It’s Really That I Can’t Help Falling In Love With Too Many Things All At Once. So, You Must Understand Why I Can’t Distinguish Between What’s Platonic And What Isn’t, Because It’s All Too Much And Not Enough At The Same Time.

Life Must Be Rich And Full Of Loving--it's No Good Otherwise, No Good At All, For Anyone.