Love Talks And Talks. Lust Is Brief

Reading Gives You Some Place To Go When You Have To Stay Where You Are.

In New York, One Must Collapse To Be Indolent.

A Laughing Lear Would Be Monstrous. Not So A Laughing Romeo And Juliet.

When Love Ends, The Beloved Is No Longer Standing On A Pedestal, But In A Hole.

You Know You're In Love When You Stop Comparing.