There Was A Level On

We Forget All Too Soon The Things We Thought We Could Never Forget.

California: The West Coast Of Iowa.

Any Compulsion Tries To Justify Itself.

It Was Once Suggested To Me That, As An Antidote To Crying, I Put My Head In A Paper Bag.

We Imagined We Knew Everything The Other Thought, Even When We Did Not Necessarily Want To Know It, But In Fact, I Have Come To See, We Knew Not The Smallest Fraction Of What There Was To Know.