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Colin's Skin Was Alive With The Feeling Of Connection To Everyone In That Car And Everyone Not In It. And He Was Feeling Not-unique In The Very Best Possible Way.

If I Could Just Stay Alive For A Week, I’d Know The Unwritten Secrets Of Anna’s Mom And The Dutch Tulip Guy.

The Snow May Be Falling In The Winter Of My Discontent, But At Least I've Got Sarcastic Company.

People Are Supposed To Care. It's Good That People Mean Something To You, That You Miss People When They're Gone.

If You Don't Imagine, Nothing Ever Happens At All.