I Wasn't Good Company, That

Even In Times When It's Difficult To Figure Out, How Do You Go Forward, Art - And Books - Always Help

The Moon Is Always Jealous Of The Heat Of The Day, Just As The Sun Always Longs For Something Dark And Deep.

Anyway, The Sort Of Love That Will Not Wait Is Probably Best To Pass By

...he Had A Way Of Taking Your Hand Which Made It Clear He'd Have To Be The One To Let Go." From Alice Hoffman's "local Girls", Pg.102.

Only Her Death Could Prove Her Innocence; A Circle Of Impossible, Deathly Judgement.