Your Hair Is An Act Of God.

What I Sometimes Mistake For Ecstasy Is Simply The Absence Of Grief.

I Am The Beast At The End Of The Rope.

I Feel Like I’m Eighty Years Old. I’m Tired Of Life And My Mind Wants To Die.

Only Love Can Save Me And Love Has Destroyed Me.

But You Have Friends. You Have A Lot Of Friends. What Do You Offer Your Friends To Make Them So Supportave. What Do You Offer Your Friends To Make Them So Supportave What Do You Offer. " ...if I Could Remember Any More Of My Lines I'd Add Them So Basically This Is A Preface To The Whole Play. I Would Like To Quote The Whole Play. Currently My Mind Is Afraid To Remember The Play.