It Was The Men I Deceived The

Even So You Have Managed To Live That Love In The Only Way Possible For You. Losing It Before It Happened.

All That Remains Of That Minute Is Time In All Its Purity, Bone-white Time.

Men Like Women Who Write. Even Though They Don't Say So. A Writer Is A Foreign Country.

A House Means A Family House, A Place Specially Meant For Putting Children And Men In So As To Restrict Their Waywardness And Distract Them From The Longing For Adventure And Escape They've Had Since Time Began.

In Love There Are No Vacations. No Such Thing. Love Has To Be Lived Fully With Its Boredom And All That.