Suppose We Suddenly Wake Up And See

As I Grew Older I Became A Drunk. Why? Because I Like Ecstasy Of The Mind.

While Looking For The Light, You May Suddenly Be Devoured By The Darkness And Find The True Light

Genius Gives Birth, Talent Delivers. What Rembrandt Or Van Gogh Saw In The Night Can Never Be Seen Again.

I Loved The Way She Said 'la'; I Love The Way Everybody Says 'la' On The Coast; It's Their One And Only Golden Town When All Is Said And Done.

In My Madness I Was Actually In Love With Her For The Few Hours It All Lasted; It Was The Same Unmistakable Ache And Stab Across The Mind, The Same Sighs, The Same Pain, And Above All The Same Reluctance And Fear To Approach.