I've Lived My Life Again

Sometimes," He Sighed, "i Think The Things I Remember Are More Real Than The Things I See.

At That Moment, Beauty Itself Struck Me As A Kind Of Painful Melancholy.

Nothing Is As Bleak As The Future, Except The Past.

We None Of Us Find As Much Kindness In This World As We Should.

Here's The Thing: This Eel Spends Its Entire Life Trying To Find A Home, And What Do You Think Women Have Inside Them? Caves, Where The Eels Like To Live...when They Find A Cave They Like, The Wriggle Around Inside It For A While To Be Sure That...well, To Be Sure It's A Nice Cave, I Suppose. And When They've Made Up Their Minds That It's Comfortable, They Mark The Cave As Their Territory...by Spitting.