It May Be Normal, Darling; But I'd

She Is Pure Alice In Wonderland, And Her Appearance And Demeanor Are A Nicely Judged Mix Of The Red Queen And A Flamingo.

I'm Sure Proust Was A Big Bore.

I Dream Of Eagles And Bring Forth Sparrows.

Think Of Nothing Things Think Of Wind

The Feeble-minded, The Neurotic, The Criminal, Perhaps, Also, The Artist, Have Unpredictability And Perverted Innocence In Common.