I Want So Much That Is Not

I Write As A Function. Without It I Would Fall Ill And Die. It's As Much A Part Of One As The Liver Or Intestine, And Just About As Glamorous.

It’s The Order Of Things: Each One Gets A Taste Of Honey Then The Knife.

Don't Be Ashamed Of Anything; I Guess God Meant It All Like Locks On Doors.

Many A Good Man Has Been Put Under The Bridge By A Woman.

Humanity, You Never Had It To Begin With.