We Burn So Hard, But We Shed

A Man Kills The Thing He Loves, And He Must Die A Little Himself.

Often People Who Are Wonderful With Animals Aren't Always Terribly Good With Human Beings.

I've Always Thought That The Most Extraordinary Special Effect You Could Do Is To Buy A Child At The Moment Of Its Birth, Sit It On A Little Chair And Say, "you'll Have Three Score Years And Ten," And Take A Photograph Every Minute. "and We'll Watch You And Photograph You For Ten Years After You Die, Then We'll Run The Film." Wouldn't That Be Extraordinary? We'd Watch This Thing Get Bigger And Bigger, And Flower To Become Extraordinary And Beautiful, Then Watch It Crumble, Decay, And Rot.

I've Never Worked Where It Was Hard To Be Gay. Besides, Being Gay Is A Spectacular Irrelevance To Getting On With Your Life.

There Must Still Be Room For The Falling Note, Of Course. Even In An Undying World There Are Times When Beauty Passes From Sight, Or Love Passes From The Heart, And We Feel The Sorrow Of Partition.