She knows that I've been doing something wrong, But she won't say anything.

This cloud, this cloud - Says 'Noah, C'mon and build me an Ark.' And if you're coming, jump, 'Cause We're leaving with the Big Sky.

Am I the cat that takes the bird? To her the hunted, not the hunter.

You never really understood me. You never really tried.

He seems unable to brook any criticism or challenging of his stories or statements. My comments from time to time, my obvious failure to be convinced of his co…

The hands of the guilty don't necessarily tremble; only in stories does a dropped glass betray agitation. Tension is more often shown in the studied action.

Be there, for once and all, Severed great minds from small, Announced to each his station in the Past! Was I, the world arraigned, Were they, my soul disdained…