There Would Never Be A Way For

I No Longer Want It All, Just Some Comfort And Some Sex And Some Minor Love.

If You Can't Write The Next Line, Well, You're Dead. The Past Doesn't Matter.

The Shortest Distance Between Two Points Is Often Unbearable.

Early Evening Traffic Was Beginning To Clog The Avenue With Cars. The Sun Slanted Down Behind Him. Harry Glanced At The Drivers Of The Cars. They Seemed Unhappy. The World Was Unhappy. People Were In The Dark. People Were Terrified And Disappointed. People Were Caught In Traps. People Were Defensive And Frantic. They Felt As If Their Lives Were Being Wasted. And They Were Right.

The Trouble With A Mask Is It Never Changes