I Didn't Really See Why

There Is No Life Higher Than The Grasstops

The One Thing I Was Good At Was Winning Scholarships And Prizes, And That Era Was Coming To An End.

* To Know A Lot Of People I Love Pieces Of, And To Want To Synthesize Those Pieces In Me Somehow, Be It By Painting Or Writing. * To Know That Millions Of Others Are Unhappy And That Life Is A Gentleman's Agreement To Grin And Paint Your Face Gay So Others Will Feel They Are Silly To Be Unhappy, And Try To Catch The Contagion Of Joy, While Inside So Many Are Dying Of Bitterness And Unfulfillment.

No Day Is Safe From News Of You.

I Suppose If I Gave Myself The Chance I Could Be An Alcoholic.