Thou Wilt Go Now, Rabbit. But I

I've Been Wondering About Dostoyevsky. How Can A Man Write So Badly, So Unbelievably Badly, And Make You Feel So Deeply?

Wine Is A Grand Thing," I Said. "it Makes You Forget All The Bad.

I Loved You When I Saw You Today And I Loved You Always But I Never Saw You Before.

It's All Nonsense. It's Only Nonsense. I'm Not Afraid Of The Rain. I Am Not Afraid Of The Rain. Oh, Oh, God, I Wish I Wasn't.

And This Was The Price You Paid For Sleeping Together.