The Duty Of Lovers Is To Tarnish

I Wish I Could Say Everything In One Word. I Hate All The Things That Can Happen Between The Beginning Of A Sentence And The End.

Suffering, Violent Suffering, Seems To Be Something That Corresponds With Something That We Experience.

There Are A Few Things That Deal With Passion. There's Prozac.

I Cannot Understand Why My Arm Is Not A Lilac Tree.

Today [people] Are Ready To Take Emergency Cures, Whatever They Are, If It's Violence, If It's A Fascination With Serial Killing Or Whatever - The Discomfort Is So Intense. Maybe It's Always Been Like That, Certainly It Is Now.