Any Man Who Knocks On The Door

You Don't Bless What You Love...it's When You Want To Love And You Can't Manage It. You Stretch Out Your Hands And You Say God Forgive Me That I Can't Love But Bless This Thing Anyway...we Have To Bless What We Hate...it Would Be Better To Love, But That's Not Always Possible.

A Man Kept His Character Even When He Was Insane.

...every Monologue Sooner Or Later Becomes A Discussion.

Success Is More Dangerous Than Failure, The Ripples Break Over A Wider Coastline.

She Had Lost All Our Memories For Ever, And It Was As Though By Dying She Had Robbed Me Of Part Of Myself. I Was Losing My Individuality. It Was The First Stage Of My Own Death, The Memories Dropping Off Like Gangrened Limbs.