There is a certain unique and strange delight about walking down an empty street alone. There is an off-focus light cast by the moon, and the streetlights are part of the spotlight apparatus on a bare stage set up for you to walk through. You get a feeling of being listened to, so you talk aloud, softly, to see how it sounds.

Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my despair, for all my ideals, for all that - I love life. But it is hard, and I have so much - so very much to learn.

If you dissect a bird / to diagram the tongue, / you'll cut the chord / articulating song.

How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this, I need someone to pour myself into.

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

That afternoon my mother had brought me the roses. "Save them for my funeral," I'd said.

There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends.