I spent a lot of my life schlepping around New York with people not doing things for me.
“But all lost things are in the angels' keeping, Love; No past is dead for us, but only sleeping, Love; The years of Heaven with all earth's little pain Make Good Together there we can begin again, In babyhood.”
“I didn't feel that running away would change anything but when the roof of the garage started coming off I thought it was time to go.”