“Like a ghost that dances on the tip of a lit cigarette,I know what romance is, but it hasn't happened yet.Watch it floating up to heaven only knows,Disappearing before you get too close-It's only smoke. You might say a flame was burning, only smoke--but my heart is more discerning, I keep dreaming of a fireBut when I wake up to the cold--It's only smoke.Eyes are hypnotizing when they hold you within their embrace.Words are mezmerizing even when they've got nothing to say.The game is charming in an empty kind of way.What's the harm in asking me to play?It's only smoke. You might say a flame was burning, only smoke--but my heart is more discerning, I keep dreaming of a fireBut when I wake up to the cold--It's only smoke.”

“The moment you stop smoking, everything that goes wrong in your life is blamed on the fact that you’ve stopped smoking. Now when you have a mental block, instead of just getting on with it you start to say, ‘If only I could light up now, it would solve my problem.’ You then start to question your decision to quit smoking.”

“It's like my whole life never happened,When I see you, it's as if I never had a thought.I know this dream, it might be crazy,But it's the only one I've got.”

“The only time I really think is when I smoke, and I quit smoking years ago.”

“And it only hurts when I'm breathing My heart only breaks when it's beating My dreams only die when I'm dreaming So, I hold my breath--to forget”

“You know the games I play And the words I say When I want my own way You know the lies I tell When you've gone through hell And I say I can't stay You know how hard it can be To keep believing in me When everything and everyone Becomes my enemy and when There's nothing more you can do I'm gonna blame it on you It's not the way I want to be I only hope that in the end you will see It's the Opheliac in me”

“In a field, I am the absence of field. In a crowd, I am the absence of crowd. In a dream, I am the absence of dream. But I don't want to live as an absence. I move to keep things whole. Because sometimes I feel drunk on positivity. Sometimes I feel amazement at the tangle of words and lives, and I want to be a part of that tangle. "Game over," you say, and I don't know which I take more exception to- the fact that you say that it's over, or the fact that you say it's a game. It's only over when one of us keeps the notebook for good. It's only a game if there is an absence of meaning. And we've already gone too far for that.”