Why did I write? Because I found life unsatisfactory.
I am more faithful than I intended to be!
You see, baby, after a glass or two of wine Iām inclined to extravagance.
Life is all memory, except for the one present moment that goes by you so quickly you hardly catch it going.
The only unforgivable sin is deliberate cruelty.
Caged birds accept each other, but flight is what they long for.