Jesus Would Be Framed And In Jail

It Was Better To Be In A Jail Where You Could Bang The Walls Than In A Jail You Could Not See.

I Am Not Meant To Be Alone And Without You Who Understands.

This Was Her, Mick Kelly, Walking In The Daytime And By Herself At Night. In The Hot Sun And In The Dark With All The Plans And Feelings. This Music Was Her—the Real Plain Her...this Music Did Not Take A Long Time Or A Short Time. It Did Not Have Anything To Do With Time Going By At All. She Sat With Her Arms Around Her Legs, Biting Her Salty Knee Very Hard. The Whole World Was This Symphony, And There Was Not Enough Of Her To Listen... Now That It Was Over There Was Only Her Heart Beating Like A Rabbit And This Terrible Hurt.

The Value And Quality Of Any Love Is Determined Solely By The Lover Himself.

All We Can Do Is Go Around Telling The Truth.