Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He fears they joggle the mind.
From up there?
that there is no end in nature,
then, yes.
Solemn oath.
About me not being sick.
I feel like you are reciting my own thoughts.
So, you read a lot of poetry?
What are you trying to say?
I finished it.
I'm a writer.
Dirge. I love that one.
and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can warm me...
I'm sitting for him today.
Your hair.
Thank you, Mother.
Good. He's here.
Try to rest.
Success in Circuit lies
How is your head?
keeping up his office here.
When I was a student at Yale, there was a night. One heady night.
My poor child.
What about leeches?
I bet it warms up.
You're all peaked and ashen.
And your vision?
I'll do it.
I understand.
Austin.