Nothing, Of Course, Begins At The Time

Nothing You Write, If You Hope To Be Good, Will Ever Come Out As You First Hoped.

Lonely. I Always Thought Loneliness Meant Alone, Without People. It Means Something Else.

Since When Do You Have To Agree With People To Defend Them From Injustice?

Maybe Money Is Unreal For Most Of Us, Easier To Give Away Than Things We Want.

Mama Seemed To Do Only What My Father Wanted, And Yet We Lived The Way My Mother Wanted Us To Live.