The Last Time You Were Happy About

Everything Tender And Melancholy - As Life Is Sometimes, Just For One Moment.

Something In Her Brain That Still Remained Calm Told Her That She Was Doing A Very Foolish Thing Indeed.

Now At Last I Know Why I Was Brought Here And What I Have To Do.

London Is Like A Cold Dark Dream Sometimes.

As Soon As I Turned The Key I Saw It Hanging, The Color Of Fire And Sunset. The Colour Of Flamboyant Flowers. ‘if You Are Buried Under A Flamboyant Tree, ‘ I Said, ‘your Soul Is Lifted Up When It Flowers. Everyone Wants That.’ She Shook Her Head But She Did Not Move Or Touch Me.