True Friends Share Everything, Except The Past

It Is Something, I Thought, When A King Can Put A Courtesan To The Blush.

One Might Have Supposed That The True Act Of Love Was To Lie Together And Talk.

It Gives Me No Joy To Be Praised At The Expense Of A Better Artist, By Someone Who Does Not Know The Difference Or Who Thinks Me Too Vain To Be Aware Of It Myself.

Clouds Of Black Birds Rose Up Wailing And Screaming, Like The Thoughts Of My Heart.

You Can Make An Audience See Nearly Anything, If You Yourself Believe In It.