There Is More Than One Good Way

If I Was Going To Fall, I Would Hang On To My Small Comforts, At Least, For As Long As I Possibly Could.

I May Never Be Happy, But Tonight I Am Content.

How Can You Be So Many Women To So Many Strange People, Oh You Strange Girl?

I Felt Dumb And Subdued. Every Time I Tried To Concentrate, My Mind Glided Off, Like A Skater, Into A Large Empty Space, And Pirouetted There, Absently.

The Box Is Only Temporary.