There Is A Hidden Agenda In The

Let Me Not Forget The Use Of My Own Hands, That Of A Craftsman With Eyes... That Reflect The Technology Around Me.

I Used Flowers Because They Die. My Mood Was Darkly Romantic At The Time.

I Am A Melancholy Type Of Person.

If You Ask Any Lady They Want To Be Taller, They Want To Be Slimmer, You Know, And They Want A Waist. I'm Not Here To Make People Look Like A Sack Of Potatoes.

There Is A Hidden Agenda In The Fragility Of Romance.