Dreams Have Only The Pigmentation Of Fact.

Life Is Not To Be Told, Call It As Loud As You Like, It Will Not Tell Itself.

In The Acceptance Of Depravity The Sense Of The Past Is Most Truly Captured. What Is A Ruin But Time Easing Itself Of Endurance? Corruption Is The Age Of Time.

Why Is It That Whenever I Hear Music I Think I’m A Bride?

Of Course I Think Of The Past And Of Paris, What Else Is There To Remember?

God, Children Know Something They Can't Tell; They Like Red Riding Hood And The Wolf In Bed!