Baseball Is A Game Played By Idiots

In His Blue Gardens Men And Girls Came And Went Like Moths Among The Whisperings And The Champagne And The Stars.

I'll Drink Your Champagne. I'll Drink Every Drop Of It, I Don't Care If It Kills Me.

He Felt Married To Her, That Was All.

It Was Always The Becoming He Dreamed Of, Never The Being.

Your First Most Typical Figure In Any New Place Turns Out To Be A Bluff Or A Local Nuisance.