Did You See More Glass?

The Existence Of God, The Why Of Life, Was All That Really Only A Question Of Glands?

Why Are You Breaking Down, Incidentally? I Mean If You’re Able To Go Into A Collapse With All Your Might, Why Can’t You Use The Same Energy To Stay Well And Busy?

I Just Hope That One Day - Preferably When We’re Both Blind Drunk - We Can Talk About It.

But You Can't Always Tell - With Somebody's Mother, I Mean. Mothers Are All Slightly Insane.

I Don't Even Like Old Cars. I'd Rather Have A Goddam Horse. A Horse Is At Least Human, For God's Sake.