Not That She Objected To Solitude. Quite

If I Was Bound For Hell, Let It Be Hell. No More False Heaven. No More Damned Magic.

There Are Always Two Deaths, The Real One And The One People Know About.

No Past To Make Us Sentimental, No Future To Embarrass Us...a Difficult Moment When You Are Out Of Practice - A Moment That Makes You Go Cold, Cold And Wary.

It's So Easy To Make A Person Who Hasn't Got Anything Seem Wrong.

A Room? A Nice Room? A Beautiful Room? A Beautiful Room With Bath? Swing High, Swing Low, Swing To And Fro...this Happened And That Happened... And Then The Days Came And I Was Alone.