There ought to be a law about you coming around.

What looks large from a distance, close up ain’t never that big.

In harmony with cosmic sea, true love needs no company. It can cure the soul, it can make it whole, if dogs run free.

[Bob Dylan] was rarely tender and seldom reached out to anticipate another's needs.

I can't see my reflection in the waters, I can't speak the sounds that show no pain. I can't hear the echo of my footsteps, or can't remember the sound of my own name.

What kind of alchemy could create a perfume that would make a reaction to a person lukewarm, indifferent and apathetic?If such a scent could be made I'd like some.

Nothing can affect my voice, it's so bad.