There Are Worse Things Than Being Mad.

Sure Baby, Mañana. It Was Always Mañana. For The Next Few Weeks That Was All I Heard––mañana A Lovely Word And One That Probably Means Heaven.

You Are The Equal Of The Idol Who Has Given You Your Inspiration

My Life Is A Vast Inconsequential Epic.

Return Those Shoes To The Shoemaker Return This Hand To My Father This Pillow To The Pillowmaker Those Slippers To The Shop. That Wainscot To The Carpenter, But My Mind My Tranquil And Eternal Mind Return It To Whom?

"what Do You Want Out Of Life?" I Asked, And I Used To Ask That All The Time Of Girls.