Looking For Love Is Like Asking For

I Suppose All We Can Really Share With People Is A Taste For The Same Kinds Of Weather.

And Only Weaklings...who Lack Courage And The Power To Feel They're Right When The Whole World Says They're Wrong, Ever Lose.

Something In Me Vibrates To A Dusky, Dreamy Smell Of Dying Moons And Shadows.

Experience Teaches You How To Do Things You Never Want To Do Again.

I Am Really Only Myself When I'm Somebody Else Whom I Have Endowed With These Wonderful Qualities From My Imagination.