Love Is A Sweet Thing Caught A

To Understand Others You Should Get Behind Their Eyes And Walk Down Their Spines.

People Are Not Born Bastards. They Have To Work At It.

If I Could Do It Over, I'd Do Better.

Watch The Indolent Butterfly Playing On The Tall Flower In The Yard And Think About The Sun Going Down. It Always Does You Know.

I Chose The Shadows; They Did Not Choose Me. I Stay Here Securely Not Just Because I Feel Plain, But Because Disappearance Is By Now The Easy Way. The Habit. The Worn Path That I Can Trod Knowingly And Be Assured Safe Passage Home.