The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn't thought about it.

There is something demoralizing about watching two people get more and more crazy about each other, especially when you are the only extra person in the room. It's like watching Paris from an express caboose heading in the opposite direction--every second the city gets smaller and smaller, only you feel it's really you getting smaller and smaller and lonelier and lonelier, rushing away from all those lights and excitement at about a million miles an hour.

They had to call and call And pick the worms off me like sticky pearls.

How frail the human heart must be - a mirrored pool of thought.

When you give someone your whole heart and he doesn't want it, you cannot take it back. It's gone forever.

I must be lean & write & make worlds beside this to live in.

You know what lies are for.