The World Is Out Of Shapewhen There

Lonely. I Always Thought Loneliness Meant Alone, Without People. It Means Something Else.

Nobody Knows What You Want Except You. And Nobody Will Be As Sorry As You If You Don't Get It. Wanting Some Other Way To Live Is Proof Enough Of Deserving It. Having It Is Hard Work, But Not Having It Is Sheer Hell.

The Past, With Its Pleasures, Its Rewards, Its Foolishness, Its Punishments, Is There For Each Of Us Forever, And It Should Be.

My Father Was Often Angry When I Was Most Like Him.

It {france} May Be The Only Country In The World Where The Rich Are Sometimes Brilliant.