Tears And Laughter, They Are So Much

Imagination At Wit's End Spreads Its Sad Wings.

It's A Lot To Ask Of One Creature, It's A Lot To Ask, That He Should First Behave As If He Were Not, Then As If He Were, Before Being Admitted To That Peace Where He Neither Is, Nor Is Not, And Where The Language Dies That Permits Of Such Expressions.

I Say Me, Knowing All The While It's Not Me.

The Sky Sinks In The Morning, This Fact Has Been Insufficiently Observed.

Normally I Didn’t See A Great Deal. I Didn’t Hear A Great Deal Either. I Didn’t Pay Attention. Strictly Speaking I Wasn’t There. Strictly Speaking I Believe I’ve Never Been Anywhere.