Music is the emotional life of the most people.

I couldn't feel so I learned to touch.

It's four in the morning, the end of december I'm writing you now just to see if you're better.

...a young nurse is standing close behind me wondering whether she is being drawn by my power or her charity.

You have money, fame, youth, beauty, talent. That's a good start... for feeling good.

I lit a thin green candle to make you jealous of me, but the room just filled up with mosquitoes.

Part of the shabbiness of our culture, if indeed it is shabby, is that it doesn't seem to prepare people. With all the songs about love and all the movies and all the books, there doesn't seem to be any way that we can prepare the human heart for this experience.