It's All Life Is. Just Going 'round

I Wish I Could Write. I Get These Ideas But I Never Seem To Be Able To Put Them In Words.

Travel, Which Had Once Charmed Him, Seemed, At Length, Unendurable, A Business Of Color Without Substance, A Phantom Chase After His Own Dream's Shadow.

You Know, You’re A Little Complicated After All.” “oh No,” She Assured Him Hastily. “no, I’m Not Really - I’m Just A - I’m Just A Whole Lot Of Different Simple People.

When I'm With You, I Don't Breathe Quite Right.

A Man's Social Rank Is Determined By The Amount Of Bread He Eats In A Sandwich.