You Know Someone For A While And

She Liked Things That Had Been Written By People Who Had Lived Short, Ugly, And Tragic Lives. Or, Who At Least, Were English.

Don't Mourn, Organise

Already, Though, She Understood The Difference Between Being A Child And Being An Adult. The Difference Is When Someone Says He Can Keep The Bad Things Away, A Child Believes Him.

I Will Be Waiting By Candlelight In Our Tree House Of The Mind.

Don't Believe Everything You Hear Today