If Only One Could Tell True Love

The Pleasure Of All Reading Is Doubled When One Lives With Another Who Shares The Same Books.

I Love The Rain. I Want The Feeling Of It On My Face.

I Feel I Must Live Alone, Alone, Alone - With Artists Only To Touch The Door. Every Artist Cuts Off His Ear And Nails It On The Outside Of The Door For The Others To Shout Into.

Outside The Sky Is Light With Stars

To Acknowledge The Presence Of Fear Is To Give Birth To Failure.