I loved you when you opened like a lily to the heat; you see I’m just another snowman standing in the rain and sleet who loved you with his frozen love, his second hand physique, with all he is and all he was a thousand kisses deep.

First of all nothing will happen and a little later nothing will happen again.

And what can I tell you, my brother, my killer, what can I possibly say? I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you, I'm glad you stood in my way

I looked into [Prozac]. I must say that it is certainly a wonder drug.

The winter has not killed usagain!

As our eyes grow accustomed to sight they armour themselves against wonder.

Does anybody have a cigarette? I'm looking forward to that first smoke. I've been looking forward to [it] for about 30 years.