Admite The World. Relish The Love Of

Admite The World. Relish The Love Of A Gentle Woman. Trust In The Lord.

I Dream That My Face Appears On A Postage Stamp.

You Can't Expect To Communicate With Anyone If You're A Bore.

When The Beginnings Of Self Destruction Enter The Heart, It Seems No Bigger Than A Grain Of Sand.

A Lonely Man Is A Lonesome Thing, A Stone, A Bone, A Stick, A Receptacle For Gilbey's Gin, A Stooped Figure Sitting At The Edge Of A Hotel Bed, Heaving Copious Sighs Like The Autumn Wind.