Forgotten Is Forgiven.

We Can't Possibly Have A Summer Love. So Many People Have Tried That The Name's Become Proverbial. Summer Is Only The Unfulfilled Promise Of Spring, A Charlatan In Place Of The Warm Balmy Nights I Dream Of In April. It's A Sad Season Of Life Without Growth...it Has No Day.

The City Seen From The Queensboro Bridge Is Always The City Seen For The First Time, In Its First Wild Promise Of All The Mystery And The Beauty In The World.

I Used To Build Dreams About You.

I See You're Looking At My Cuff Buttons." I Hadn't Been Looking At Them, But I Did Now.

If All Your Clothes Are Worn To The Same State, It Means You Go Out Too Much.