When I Say "i," I Mean A

Memories Are Like Stones, Time And Distance Erode Them Like Acid.

If We Have Anything Kind To Say, Any Tender Sentiment To Express, We Feel A Sense Of Shame.

A Vague Uneasiness: The Police. It's Like When You Suddenly Understand You Have To Undress In Front Of The Doctor.

Nature Is Honest, We Aren't; We Embalm Our Dead.

The First Temptation, Upon Meeting An Old Friend After Many Years, Is Always To - Look The Other Way.