I'd Cut Up My Heart For You

I've Always Had A Weakness For Lost Causes Once They're Really Lost.

I'm Tired Of Saying "how Wonderful You Are!" To Fool Men, Who Haven't Got One Half Sense I've Got.

Do I Understand, Sir, That You Mean The Cause For Which Our Heroes Have Died Is Not Sacred?' If You Were Run Over By A Railroad Train Your Death Wouldn’t Sanctify The Railroad Company, Would It?' Asked Rhett And His Voice Sounded As If He Were Humbly Seeking Information.

It's A Curse - This Not Wanting To Look On Naked Realities. Until The War, Life Was Never More Real To Me Than A Shadow Show On A Curtain. And I Preferred It So. I Do Not Like The Outlines Of Things To Be Too Sharp. I Like Them Gently Blurred, A Little Hazy.

She Was Darkness And He Was Darkness And There Had Never Been Anything Before This Time, Only Darkness And His Lips Upon Her. She Tried To Speak And His Mouth Was Over Hers Again. Suddenly She Had A Wild Thrill Such As She Had Never Known; Joy, Fear, Madness, Excitement, Surrender To Arms That Were Too Strong, Lips Too Bruising, Fate That Moved Too Fast.