She Had Opened A Door... And Now

You’ve Always Got Me” “always?” “didn’t I Just Say So?” “yes” “am I Liar? “ “no.” I Lied.

Life Is Short And Pleasures Few And Holed The Ship And Drowned The Crew But O! But O! How Very Blue The Sea Is.

In This Sense Love Is Of A Different Order To Any Other Phenomenon, For It May Be Both An Event And A Sign Of That Invisible Mechanism I Spoke Of Before; Perhaps The Finest Sign, The Most Certain. In It’s Throes We Need Neither Luck Nor Science. We Are The Wheel, And The Man Who Profits By It. We Are The Star, And The Darkness It Pierces. We Are The Butterfly, Brief And Beautiful.

My Life Is In The Art That I Make, And I'm Very Happy With It.

..which Should Teach You Something About This World. That It's A Place Where Whatever You Work For And Care About Is Bound To Be Taken Away From You Sooner Or Later, And There Isn't A Thing You Can Do About It.