Hocus Pocus let's try to focus
You have to believe in it to get it...
The truth has become an insult.
And I didn't choose it, Kat. I chose you.
Recently abandoned women can be complicated.
[Thine] face is not worth sunburning.
Galaxies of nothing are going on in her eyes.
In such seconds of decision entire futures are made.
You can go on losing after loss.
What is reading but silent conversation.
The World is Bright & Beautiful
Cats, like men, are flatterers.
History is simply what's behind us.
We share that misfortune, reaper...
Miniture protoplasm, the dirty little bastard!
What is my nothingness to the stupor that awaits you?
There are pieces of me on the ground.
Tell me this is a nightmare
Dreams are real; dreams exert influence
Marriage is a bike, not a unicycle
That bloody bastard! That thrice accursed son of a bitch!
