The Music Provokes A Sharp Longing The

Love's Pure Free Joy When It Works, But When It Goes Bad You Pay For The Good Hours At Loan-shark Prices.

I Really Wish They Hadn't Made The Set Out Of Asbestos.

Words Are What You Fight With But What You Fight About Is Whether Or Not You're Afraid Of Them.

The Mind Abhors A Vacancy & Is Wont To People It With Phantoms.

Who Was Blowing On The Nape Of My Neck?