The World Is The Same But You

I Get The Feeling You'd Rather Pine Over Someone You Can Never Possibly Be With Than Try Being With Someone You Can.

When I First Arrived In London, I So Quickly Tired Of Being Surrounded By So Many People That It Was Only With Great Difficulty That I Refrained From Seizing The Next Unfortunate Who Crossed My Path And Committing Violent Acts Upon Their Person.

You Asked Me Who I Belong To. I Belong To You.

We Live Forever By The Grace Of Human Love, Which Rocked Strange Children In Their Cradles And Did Not Despair And Did Not Turn Away.

It's Like Banging My Head Against The Wall, Except If I Were Actually Banging My Head On A Wall, I'd Be Able To Make Myself Stop.