Let The Wind Change Direction A Little

The Worst Thoughts Usually Strike In The Dead Of The Night.

In Dreams Begins Responsiblities.

For Some Reason All The Middle-aged Women He Knew Were Very Efficient.

That's The Kind Of Death That Frightens Me. The Shadow Of Death Slowly, Slowly Eats Away At The Region Of Life, And Before You Know It Everything's Dark And You Can't See, And The People Around You Think Of You As More Dead Than Alive.

You Can Keep As Quiet As You Like, But One Of These Days Somebody Is Going To Find You.