You Can't Help But Feel That The

We Hate It When Our Friends Become Successful.

Why Pamper Life's Complexities When The Leather Runs Smooth On The Passenger Seat?

Whenever I’d Over­hear How People Found Me To Be ‘a Bit Much’ (which Is The Gentle Way Of Say­ing The Word ‘unbear­able’), I Under­stood Why. To Myself I Would Say: Well, Yes Of Course I’m A Bit Much — If I Weren’t, I Would Not Be Lit Up By So Many Lights.

This World, I Am Afraid, Is Designed For Crashing Bores.

I Used To Dream, And I Used To Vow; I Wouldn't Dream Of It Now.