Everything's Better With Some Wine In The

There Are No Happy Endings.

Generally Speaking, I'm Much More In Favour Of Penises Entering Vaginas Than Axes Entering Skulls. But The World Seems To Accept The Violence A Lot Easier Than The Sex.

She Should Be On A Hill Somewhere, Under A Fruit Tree, With The Sun And Clouds Above Her And The Rain To Wash Her Clean.

The Air Smelled Of Paper And Dust And Years.

You'll Find Truth In Your Looking Glass, Not On The Tongues Of Men.