I Went To Collect The Few Personal

You Do Not Notice Changes In What Is Always Before You.

I Went To Collect The Few Personal Belongings Which...i Held To Be Invaluable: My Cat, My Resolve To Travel, And My Solitude.

There Is No Need To Waste Pity On Young Girls Who Are Having Their Moments Of Disillusionment, For In Another Moment They Will Recover Their Illusion.

There Are No Ordinary Cats.

At The Top Of The Iron Staircase Leading To The Stage, The Good, Dry, Dusty Warmth Wraps Me Round Like A Comfortable Dirty Cloak.