It Is Forbidden To Love Where We

I Have Learned To Get Pleasure From Speaking Of Pain

To Me, The Mind Seems To Be Spread Out In The Whole Body - The Senses Are Part Of The Brain. I Guess They're Not Where The Thinking Is Done.

There Is Something In Me Maybe Someday To Be Written; Now It Is Folded, And Folded, And Folded, Like A Note In School.

I Did Not Know Him, I Knew My Idea Of Him.

We're All Taking On Too Much, We're All Asking Too Much Of Ourselves. We're All Wishing We Could Do More, And Therefore Just Doing More.