Death Is The Only Real Elegance.

I Take A Sun Bath And Listen To The Hours, Formulating, And Disintegrating Under The Pines, And Smell The Resiny Hardihood Of The High Noon Hours. The World Is Lost In A Blue Haze Of Distances, And The Immediate Sleeps In A Thin And Finite Sun.

Pronunciation Has Made Many An Innocent Word Sound Like A Doctor's Orders For A Stomach Pump.

Experience Teaches You How To Do Things You Never Want To Do Again.

Maybe Other People's Ideas Of Us Are Truer Than Our Own.

Without You, Dearest Dearest I Couldn't See Or Hear Or Feel Or Think - Or Live - I Love You So And I'm Never In All Our Lives Going To Let Us Be Apart Another Night.