He Was A Little Boy, And She

If You Shut Your Eyes And Are A Lucky One, You May See At Times A Shapeless Pool Of Lovely Pale Colours Suspended In The Darkness; Then If You Squeeze Your Eyes Tighter, The Pool Begins To Take Shape, And The Colours Become So Vivid That With Another Squeeze They Must Go On Fire.

I Think It's Perfectly Lovely The Way You Talk About Girls.

The Gates Of Heaven Are So Easily Found When We Are Little, And They Are Always Standing Open To Let Children Wander In.

You Find A Glimmer Of Happiness In This World, There's Always Someone Who Wants To Destroy It.

If 'hamlet' Had Been Written In These Days It Would Probably Have Been Called 'the Strange Affair At Elsinore.