Paris is a woman but London is an independent man puffing his pipe in a pub. - Jack Kerouac

When you start separating people from their rivers, what have you got? Bureaucracy!

You were my last chance' she's said but don't all women say that? - But can it be by 'last chance' she doesn't mean mere marriage but some profoundly sad realization of something in me she really needs to go on living, at least that impression coming across anyway on the force of all the gloom we've shared -

The empty blue sky of space says 'All this comes back to me, then goes again, and comes back again, then goes again, and I don't care, it still belongs to me