I Prefer To Have Some Beliefs That

Life Will Break You. Nobody Can Protect You From That. And Living Alone Won't Either, For Solitude Will Also Break You With Its Yearning. You Have To Love. You Have To Feel. It Is The Reason You Are Here On Earth.

I Was In Love With The Whole World And All That Lived In Its Rainy Arms.

What Men Call Adventures Usually Consist Of The Stoical Endurance Of Appalling Daily Misery.

To Think About Love And Passion And Political Correctness All Together, It Doesn't Work. Art Has To Go Way Past The Political To Be Effective.

You See I Thought Love Got Easier Over The Years So It Didn't Hurt So Bad When It Hurt, Or Feel So Good When It Felt Good. I Thought It Smoothed Out And Old People Hardly Noticed It. I Thought It Curled Up And Died, I Guess. Now I Saw It Rear Up Like A Whip And Lash.