Silent White Light Filled The World. And

Story Is Honorable And Trustworthy; Plot Is Shifty, And Best Kept Under House Arrest.

The Multiple Choices Of Possibilities Of Daily Life Are The Music We Dance To.

Life Was Such A Wheel That No Man Could Stand Upon It For Long. And It Always, At The End, Came Round To The Same Place Again.

And The Rain Went Rollin Down The Windowpanes, And The Shadows Wiggled N' Squiggled On Her Check And Forehead Like Black Veins.

If Being A Kid Is About Learning How To Live, Then Being A Grown-up Is About Learning How To Die.