Only The Magic And The Dream Are

There Is No Doubt That Running Away On A Fresh, Blue Morning Can Be Exhilarating.

The Last Time You Were Happy About Nothing; The First Time You Were Afraid About Nothing. Which Came First?

There Is Always The Other Side, Always.

We Can't All Be Happy, We Can't All Be Rich, We Can't All Be Lucky - And It Would Be So Much Less Fun If We Were... There Must Be The Dark Background To Show Up The Bright Colours.

Love Was A Terrible Thing. You Poisoned It And Stabbed At It And Knocked It Down Into The Mud - Well Down - And It Got Up And Staggered On, Bleeding And Muddy And Awful. Like - Like Rasputin.