Maybe When I Get In The Grave,

I Will Remember The Kisses, Our Lips Raw With Love, And How You Gave Me Everything You Had And How I Offered You What Was Left Of Me.

Real Loneliness Is Not Necessarily Limited To When You Are Alone.

As We Go On With Our Lives We Tend To Forget That The Jails And The Hospitals And The Madhouses And The Graveyards Are Packed.

The People Are The Biggest Horror Show On Earth, Have Been For Centuries.

She Knew What She Wanted And It Wasn't / Me. / I Know More Women Like That Than Any / Other Kind.