And when the fog's over and the stars and the moon come out at night it'll be a beautiful sight.

Paris is a woman but London is an independent man puffing his pipe in a pub.

It made me think that everything was about to arrive - the moment when you know all and everything is decided forever.

There was nothing to talk about anymore. The only thing to do was go.

I'd rather hop freights around the country and cook my food out of tin cans over wood fires, than be rich and have a home or work.

It'll take you eternities to get rid of me,' she adds sadly, which makes me jealous, I want her to say I'll never get rid of her - I wanta be chased till eternity till I catch her.

It no longer makes me cry and die and tear myself to see her go because everything goes away from me like that now — girls, visions, anything, just in the same way and forever and I accept lostness forever.