Everything That Begins, Begins With Blood.

So We'll Just Let Things Take Their Course, And Never Be Sorry.

Amory: I Love You. Rosalind: I Love You- Now.

I Carry The Place Around The World In My Heart But Sometimes I Try To Shake It Off In My Dreams

So When The Blue Smoke Of Brittle Leaves Was In The Air And The Wind Blew The Wet Laundry Stiff On The Line I Decided To Come Back Home.

Possibly It Had Occurred To Him The Colossal Significance Of That Light Had Now Vanished Forever. [...] It Had Seemed As Close As A Star To The Moon. Now It Was A Green Light On A Dock. His Count Of Enchanted Objects Had Diminished By One.