Anything I Can Not Transform Into Something

I Have Seen Romanticism Outlast The Realistic. I Have Seen Men Forget The Beautiful Women They Have Possessed, Forget The Prostitutes, And Remember The First Woman They Idolized, The Woman They Could Never Have. The Woman Who Aroused Them Romantically Holds Them.

I Have An Attitude Now That Is Immovable. I Shall Remain Outside Of The World, Beyond The Temporal, Beyond All The Organizations Of The World. I Only Believe In Poetry.

To Think Of Him In The Middle Of The Day Lifts Me Out Of Ordinary Living.

Anything I Can Not Transform Into Something Marvelous, I Let Go.

Everything But Happiness Is Neurosis.