You Don’t Know What A Trial It

She Wouldn't Let Go Of The Letter. She Took It Into The Tub With Her And Squeezed It Up In A Wet Ball, And Only Let Me Leave It In The Soap Dish When She Saw That It Was Coming To Pieces Like Snow.

I Don’t Want Just Words. If That’s All You Have For Me, You’d Better Go

When People Are Taken Out Of Their Depths They Lose Their Heads, No Matter How Charming A Bluff They May Put Up.

Nothing Any Good Isn't Hard.

I Don't Much Care Where I Am Anymore, Nor Expect Very Much From Places.