Take My Advice. Stay Away From All

I Wandered Through The Stacks, Running My Hands Along The Spines Of The Books On The Shelves, They Reminded Me Of Cultured Or Opinionated Guests At A Wonderful Party, Whispering To Each Other.

Take My Advice. Stay Away From All Broken People.

Wasn't That The Way It Always Was? You Didn't Know, You Couldn't Tell, You Just Let It Happen... Perhaps They Didn't Know Themselves. Sometimes The Line Was Very Fine.

Love Could Never Bloom In A Concrete Block Room.

What Can She Possibly Teach You, Twenty Seven Names For Tears?