Maybe Language Is Kind, Giving

We Pencil-sketch Our Previous Life So We Can Contrast It To The Technicolor Of The Moment.

Now When I Have To Remember A Date, All I Have To Do Is Consult My Rap Sheet.

And I'm Moved, It's So Beautiful. Not What I Wrote, But To Have It Given Back Like This. To Have Her Remember The Words And The Tune. To Hear It In Her Voice.

I Have Taken Advantage Of Other People's Weaknesses In Order To Cover My Own.

You Are So Close, And I Can’t Reach You.