Ah, The Old Questions, The

I Have Always Been Amazed At My Contemporaries’ Lack Of Finesse, I Whose Soul Writhed From Morning To Night, In The Mere Quest Of Itself.

The End Of A Life Is Always Vivifying.

If You Do Not Love Me I Shall Not Be Loved If I Do Not Love You I Shall Not Love.

I Don't Know Why I Told This Story. I Could Just As Well Have Told Another. Perhaps Some Other Time I'll Be Able To Tell Another. Living Souls, You Will See How Alike They Are.

Personally I Have No Bone To Pick With Graveyards.