With A Secret Like That, At Some

How Hard Can It Be To Find A Girl And An Elephant For Christ's Sake?

I Used To Think I Preferred Getting Old To The Alternative, But Now I'm Not Sure. Sometimes The Momotony Of Bingo And Sing-alongs And Ancient Dusty People Parked In The Hallway In Wheelchairs Makes Me Long For Death. Particularly When I Rememver That I'm One Of The Ancient Dusty People, Filed Away Like Some Worthless Tchotchke.

It's As Though I've Been Sleepwalking And Suddenly Woken To Find Myself Here

You Work Hard On A Book And Throw It Out There And Then It's Beyond Your Control.

When Two People Are Meant To Be Together, They Will Be Together. It's Fate.