Nobody Understands Me, I'm Really Sensitive.

Sex May Be A Little More Factual Than Love. You Know Whether It's Good Or Bad. You Know Whether You Liked It Or Not. You're Not Going To Change Your Mind About It Ten Years Later.

Life Is Just A Bag Of Pot.

I Find It Hard To Focus Looking Forward. So I Look Backward.

I Feel A Great Comfort And Relief Knowing That There Are Others Who Lived And Died And Thought And Fought So Long Ago; I Feel Less Tyrannized By The Present Day.

Nobody Understands Me, I'm Really Sensitive.