Only The Magic And The Dream Are

London Is Like A Cold Dark Dream Sometimes.

And I Saw That All My Life I Had Known That This Was Going To Happen, And That I'd Been Afraid For A Long Time, I'd Been Afraid For A Long Time. There's Fear, Of Course, With Everybody. But Now It Had Grown, It Had Grown Gigantic; It Filled Me And It Filled The Whole World.

I Am The Only Real Truth I Know.

Age Seldom Arrives Smoothly Or Quickly. It's More Often A Succession Of Jerks.

The Feeling Of Sunday Is The Same Everywhere, Heavy, Melancholy, Standing Still.