One Has No Talent. I Have No

I Have Often Noticed That A Bribe Has That Effect - It Changes A Relation. The Man Who Offers A Bribe Gives Away A Little Of His Own Importance; The Bribe Once Accepted, He Becomes The Inferior, Like A Man Who Has Paid For A Woman.

Despair Is The Price One Pays For Setting Himself An Impossible Aim.

For A Good Man Fame Is Always A Problem.

I’m Not At Peace Anymore. I Just Want Him Like I Used To In The Old Days. I Want To Be Eating Sandwiches With Him. I Want To Be Drinking With Him In A Bar. I’m Tired And I Don’t Want Anymore Pain. I Want Maurice. I Want Ordinary Corrupt Human Love. Dear God, You Know I Want To Want Your Pain, But I Don’t Want It Now. Take It Away For A While And Give It Me Another Time.

...every Monologue Sooner Or Later Becomes A Discussion.