I am one who has been acquainted with the night
Hell is a half-filled auditorium.
Live life like its the last breath you take for that breath is the whole essence of living, the little things in life are what connects us to all the big things we live for
I believe in teaching, but I donโt believe in going to school.
I dwell with a strangely aching heart In that vanished abode there far apart
I dwell in a lonely house I know That vanished many a summer ago.