What Does It Mean To Die When

When I Write Something, Every Word Of It Is Meant. I Can't Say It Enough.

Wasn't It His Right To Listen To Opera, Read Poetry And Adventure Novels, Go To Europe Every Couple Of Months For Some Reason Or Another, And Drive His Porsche Over The Speed Limit Until He Found Out Who He Was?

A Perfect World Or A World Destroyed, One Or The Other- Someday Will Come The End Of Hell.

Then, Are You Master Of Us All? You Didn't Teach Her That. Was She Supposed To Imbibe It From My Quiet Subservience?

I Lived Like A Man Who Wanted To Die But Who Had No Courage To Do It Himself.