All You Need To Do Is Hold

I Can Remember Being Home From School With Tonsillitis And Writing Stories In Bed To Pass The Time.

The Universe (he Said) Offers A Paradox Too Great For The Finite Mind To Grasp. As The Living Brain Cannot Conceive Of A Nonliving Brain — Although It May Think It Can — The Finite Mind Cannot Grasp The Infinite.

Love Among The Ruins... I'll Tell You Something, My Friend: Weird Love's Better Than No Love At All.

You Say True, I Say Thankya.

The Look Of The Sky As The Day's Blue Blood Runs Out Of Its Cheek.