They Build Their Own Hells.

Pain Or Love Or Danger Makes You Real Again.

I Believed In A Good Home, In Sane And Sound Living, In Good Food, Good Times, Work, Faith And Hope. I Have Always Believed In These Things. It Was With Some Amazement That I Realized I Was One Of The Few People In The World Who Really Believed In These Things Without Going Around Making A Dull Middle Class Philosophy Out Of It. I Was Suddenly Left With Nothing In My Hands But A Handful Of Crazy Stars.

What's In Store For Me In The Direction I Don't Take?

Prison Is Where You Promise Yourself The Right To Live.

We Turned At A Dozen Paces, For Love Is A Duel, And Looked At Each Other For The Last Time.