I Wanted So Terribly To

The One Bach Piece I Learnt Made Me Feel I Was Being Repeatedly Hit On The Head With A Teaspoon.

I Could Marry The Devil Himself If He Had Some Money.

I Have Found That Sitting In A Place Where You Have Never Sat Before Can Be Inspiring.

Walking Down Belmotte Was The Oddest Sensation-- Every Step Took Us Deeper Into The Mist Until At Last It Closed Over Our Heads. It Was Like Being Drowned In The Ghost Of Water.

I Was Wandering Around As Usual, In My Unpleasantly Populated Sub-conscious.