when i look at my life and its [secret colors], i feel like bursting into t e a r s. like that sky. it's rain and sun both, noon and midnight. i think of the lips i've kissed, and of the wretched child i was, and of the m a d n e s s of life and the ambition that
sometimes carries me away. [i'm all those things at once]. i'm sure there are times when you wouldn't even r e c o g n i z e me.