If you expect nothing from anybody, you’re never disappointed.
How can you be so many women to so many strange people, oh you strange girl?
If only a group of people were more important to me than the idea of a Novel, I might begin a novel.
We should meet in another life, we should meet in air, me and you.
I started adding up all the things I couldn't do.
I have let things slip, a thirty-year~old cargo boat Stubbornly hanging on to my name and address.