“Love and I once had a great relationship, but I fear we've broken up. It cheated on me, wrecked my heart, and then went on to date other people. A lot of other people. And I can't stand to watch it, since love's going to cheat on them too.”

“I can't abide people who go soft over animals and then cheat every human they come across!”

“I only fear the death of others. For me, true death is that of the people I love”

“I cry a lot because I miss people. They die and I can't stop them. They leave me and I love them more.”

“People generally didn't cheat in good relationships.”

“I don't think tackling is at all acceptable these days… there are a lot of cheats in the game, too.”

“I have nothing now but praise for my life. I'm not unhappy. I cry a lot because I miss people. They die and I can't stop them. They leave me and I love them more…”

“Brooklyn born, Bronx bred… I felt like the dreamer/day tripper of the neighborhood with a vivid imagination and a longing to transcend the mundane through my love of the arts. My mother inspired me a lot. I can remember growing up hearing her voice in the background on the phone urging others to stop putting up with abuse and to stand up for themselves in order to better their lot in life. She was always helping people – mostly other women – liberate themselves from oppressive relationships whether it was at home or work.”

“My heart…my mind… are broken. I loved Michael with all my soul and I can't imagine life without him. We had so much in common and we had such loving fun together.”

“He can't really love anyone, you know, and in the end such people are always alone, no matter how much other people once loved them.”