It always makes me proud to love the world somehow- hate's so easy compared.
No time for poetry but exactly what is.
Boys and girls in America have such a sad time together; sophistication demands that they submit to sex immediately without proper preliminary talk. Not courting talk - real straight talk about souls, for life is holy and every moment is precious.
I was suddenly left with nothing in my hands but a handful of crazy stars.
...and performing our one and noble function of the time, move.
I swore I'd be in Chicago tomorrow, and made sure of that, taking a bus to Chicago, spending most of my money, and didn't give a damn, just as long as I'd be in Chicago tomorrow.