How Many Human Eyes...had Snatched Glimpses Of

I'm A Great Dog Fanatic. My Own Dog Died A Little While Ago And I Take It Very Personally When Things Die-it's A Major Offence.

Perhaps Sunlight Had Always Been Luminous, And Doorways Signs Of Greater Passage Than That Of One Room To Another. But She’d Not Noticed It Until Now.

I've Never Worked Where It Was Hard To Be Gay. Besides, Being Gay Is A Spectacular Irrelevance To Getting On With Your Life.

Always, Worlds Within Worlds.

We’re Too Much Ourselves. Afraid Of Letting Go Of What We Are, In Case We Are Nothing, And Holding On So Tight, We Lose Everything Else.