I want to be left alone.
When one has not long to live, why shouldn't one have fancies?
I smoke all the time, one after the other.
How can one change one's entire life and build a new one on one moment of love? And yet, that's what you make me want to close my eyes and do.
Perhaps it's better if I live in your heart, where the world can't see me. If I'm dead, there will be no stain on our love.
It could be so beautiful here if the Americans themselves had not made it so ugly with their big buildings, their millions of cars, and noise.