There is more than one good way to drown.

The sun gives you ulcers, the wind gives you T.B. Once you were beautiful.

It seemed silly to wash one day when I would only have to wash again the next. It made me tired just to think of it.

I do not fear it: I have been there.

The moon is no door. It is a face in its own right, White as a knuckle and terribly upset. It drags the sea after it like a dark crime; it is quiet With the O-gape of complete despair. I live here.

I must say that I am not very genteel and I feel that gentility has a stranglehold: the neatness, the wonderful tidiness, which is so evident everywhere in England is perhaps more dangerous than it would appear on the surface.

I guess they call it suicide, but I'm to full to swallow my pride I can't stand losing you The Police Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well.