I think I made you up inside my head.

See, the darkness is leaking from the cracks. I cannot contain it. I cannot contain my life.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.)

What a man wants is a mate and what a woman wants is infinite security.

I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life.

Joy:show joy & enjoy: then others will be joyful.

I felt like a racehorse in a world without racetracks or a champion college footballer suddenly confronted by Wall Street and a business suit, his days of glory shrunk to a little gold cup on his mantel with a date engraved on it like the date on a tombstone.