Talking Is A Hydrant In The Yard

The Beauty Of Enmity Is Insecurity; The Beauty Of Friendship Is In Security.

I Am One Who Has Been Acquainted With The Night

The Nearest Friends Can Go With Anyone To Death, Comes So Far Short They Might As Well Not Try To Go At All.

In Three Words I Can Sum Up Everything I've Learned About Life: It Goes On.

I Don't Like To See Things On Purpose. I Like Them To Soak In. A Friend . . . Asked Me To Go To The Top Of The Empire State Building Once, And I Told Him That He Shouldn't Treat New York As A Sight-it's Feeling, An Emotional Experience. And The Same With Every Place Else.