An Ugly Sight, A Man Who Is

However Tight I Shut My Eyes, There Will Always Be A Stray Dog Somewhere In The World Who'll Stop Me Being Happy.

Life Consists Of Nothing More Than The Happiness We Can Get Out Of It.

There Will Always Be A Lost Dog Somewhere That Will Keep Me From Being Happy.

Saintliness Is Also A Temptation.

It Is Restful, Tragedy, Because One Knows That There Is No More Lousy Hope Left. You Know You're Caught, Caught At Last Like A Rat With All The World On Its Back. And The Only Thing Left To Do Is Shout - Not Moan, Or Complain, But Yell Out At The Top Of Your Voice Whatever It Was You Had To Say. What You've Never Said Before. What Perhaps You Don't Even Know Till Now.