Every Day Is A Lie.

He Can Give Me What You Cannot. Death Is Not A Lover. Oh Yes, He Is.

What Man Is Such A Coward He Would Not Rather Fall Once Than Remain Forever Tottering?

It Was Always Himself That The Coward Abandoned First. After This All Other Betrayals Came Easily.

Between The Wish And The Thing The World Lies Waiting.

See The Child. He Is Pale And Thin, He Wears A Thin And Ragged Linen Shirt. He Stokes The Scullery Fire.