Her Kind: I have gone out, a possessed witch, haunting the black air, braver at night; dreaming evil, I have done my hitch over the plain houses, light by light: lonely thing, twelve-fingered, out of mind. A woman like that is not a woman, quite. I have been her kind....
There is no point worrying about the future As it only aids in driving a man wild Simply live in the moment and savor life One second a minute and one day at a time Life is easy for no man It shall give you many reasons to break down and stop trying But you always...
