It Is So.when You Think So

I Would Love To Spend All My Time Writing To You; I'd Love To Share With You All That Goes Through My Mind, All That Weighs On My Heart, All That Gives Air To My Soul; Phantoms Of Art, Dreams That Would Be So Beautiful If They Could Come True.

Woe To Him Who Doesn't Know How To Wear His Mask, Be He King Or Pope!

In Bed My Real Love Has Always Been The Sleep That Rescued Me By Allowing Me To Dream.

Buffoons, Buffoons! One Can Play Any Tune On Them!

It Is Much Easier To Be A Hero Than A Gentleman.