But When It Came Right Down To

Perhaps You Considered Yourself An Oracle, Mouthpiece Of The Dead, Or Of Some God Or Other. Thirty Years Now I Have Labored To Dredge The Silt From Your Throat. I Am None The Wiser.

I Like People Too Much Or Not At All.

What A Man Wants Is A Mate And What A Woman Wants Is Infinite Security.

Can You Understand? Someone, Somewhere, Can You Understand Me A Little, Love Me A Little? For All My Despair, For All My Ideals, For All That - I Love Life. But It Is Hard, And I Have So Much - So Very Much To Learn.

Jealousy Can Open The Blood, It Can Make Black Roses.