As A Writer, You Should

All Bad Writers Are In Love With The Epic.

And You'll Always Love Me Won't You? Yes And The Rain Won't Make Any Difference? No

We Wait Always For Something That Does Not Come.

To Stay In Places And To Leave, To Trust, To Distrust, To No Longer Believe And Believe Again, . . . To Watch The Snow Come, To Watch It Go, To Hear Rain On A Tent, To Know Where I Can Find What I Want.

You Never Understand Anybody That Loves You.