I Am In Trouble Here. This Woman

Lying In The Bed That Had Once Held Two, Lisey Thought Alone Never Felt More Lonely Than When You Woke Up And Discovered You Still Had The House To Yourself. That You And The Mice In The Walls Were The Only Ones Still Breathing.

Humor Is Almost Always Anger With Its Make-up On.

The Quiet, Singing Voice Of The Rose. The Song That Promised All Might Be Well, All Might Be Well, That All Manner Of Things Might Be Well.

Long Days And Pleasant Nights

You’d Be Surprised What A Person Can Live With,” Dan Said.