Life Must Be Rich And

You Aren't Ever Going To Be Anything In This World Unless You Do What You Want To Do, When You Want To Do It--don't Plan Anything, Just Go Out And Do It.

And The Story Of Love Is A Long Sad Tale Ending In Graves.

Pretty Girls Make Graves

But There's No Joy At All, People Say "oh Well He's Drunk And Happy Let Him Sleep It Off"--the Poor Drunkard Is *crying*--he's Crying For His Mother And Father And Great Brother And Great Friend, He's Crying For Help. (p.111)

There Was Nothing To Talk About Anymore. The Only Thing To Do Was Go.