"The point I have been patiently trying to make," Godwin said impatiently,
"is that you expect far too much of a first sentence. Think of it
as analogous to a good country breakfast: what we want is something
simple, but nourishing to the imagination. Hold the philosophy, hold
the adjectives, just give us a plain subject and perhaps a wholesome,
nonfattening adverb or two."
-- Godwin to Danny Deck, Some Can Whistle
Stayed in bed all morning just to pass the time,
There's something wrong here here can be no more denying,
One of us is changing, or maybe we just stopped trying,
And it's too late, baby, now, it's too late,
Though we really did try to make it,
Something inside has died and I can't hide and I just can't fake it....
