A Kiss Is A Secret Which Takes

A Kiss, When All Is Said, What Is It? A Rosy Dot Placed On The 'i' In Loving; Tis A Secret Told To The Mouth Instead Of To The Ear.

My Wit Is Sharper Then The Finest Mustache, And When I Walk Among Men I Make Truths Ring Like Spurs.

I Am What I Am Because Early In Life I Decided That I Would Please At Least Myself In All Things.

Speak To Me...be Eloquent, Be Brilliant For Me. Improvise! Rhapsodize!... I Ask For Cream And You Give Me Milk And Water... Please Gather Your Dreams Together Into Words. - Roxanne, Cyrano De Bergerac

I Sing, Not To Hear The Echo Repeat, A Shade Fainter, My Song! I Think Of Light And Not Of Glory! Singing Is My Fashion Of Waging War And Bearing Witness. And If My Song Is The Proudest Of Songs, It Is That I Sing Clearly To Make The Day Rise Clear!