She’ll Have No Lover, For

I Have Arranged My Little Life.

Even The One Moment That You Thought Was Your Eternity Fades Out And Is Forgotten And Dies.

A Room Is, After All, A Place Where You Hide From The Wolves. That's All Any Room Is.

The Musty Smell, The Bugs, The Lonliness, This Room, Which Is Part Of The Street Outside-this Is All I Want From Life.

And I Saw That All My Life I Had Known That This Was Going To Happen, And That I'd Been Afraid For A Long Time, I'd Been Afraid For A Long Time. There's Fear, Of Course, With Everybody. But Now It Had Grown, It Had Grown Gigantic; It Filled Me And It Filled The Whole World.