There's more beauty in the truth even if it is dreadful beauty.

There's something desirable about anything you're used to as opposed to something you're not.

I think bullfights are for men who aren't very brave and wish they were. If you saw one you'll know what I mean. Remember after all the cape work when the bull tries to kill something that isn't there? Remember how he gets confused and uneasy, sometimes just stands and looks for an answer? Well, then they have to give him a horse or his heart will break. He has to get his horns into something solid or his spirit dies. Well, I'm that horse. And that's the kind of men I get, confused and puzzled. If they can get a horn into me, that's a little triumph.

Thou mayest rule over sin.

A kind of light spread out from her. And everything changed color. And the world opened out. And a day was good to awaken to. And there were no limits to anything. And the people of the world were good and handsome. And I was not afraid any more.

I should have known I am the rain. I am the land and I am the rain. The grass will grow out of me in a little while.

But you can't start over Only a boy can start over You and me Why, we're all that's been