Not That She Objected To Solitude. Quite

A Room Is, After All, A Place Where You Hide From The Wolves. That's All Any Room Is.

It Was The Darkness That Got You. It Was Heavy Darkness, Greasy And Compelling. It Made Walls Round You, And Shut You In So That You Felt Like You Could Not Breathe.

Now At Last I Know Why I Was Brought Here And What I Have To Do.

We Can't All Be Happy, We Can't All Be Rich, We Can't All Be Lucky - And It Would Be So Much Less Fun If We Were... There Must Be The Dark Background To Show Up The Bright Colours.

It Is Strange How Sad It Can Be - Sunlight In The Afternoon, Don't You Think?