Even The One Moment That You Thought

...i Know All About Myself Now, I Know. You've Told Me So Often. You Haven't Left Me One Rag Of Illusion To Clothe Myself In.

Before I Could Read, Almost A Baby, I Imagined That God, This Strange Thing Or Person I Heard About, Was A Book.

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

Cold - Cold As Truth, Cold As Life. No, Nothing Can Be As Cold As Life.

The Woman Had A Humble, Cringing Manner. Of Course, She Had Discovered That, Having Neither Money Nor Virtue, She Had Better Be Humble If She Knew What Was Good For Her.