I Was A Book-y Child. I Was

Life - And I Don't Suppose I'm The First To Make This Comparison - Is A Disease: Sexually Transmitted, And Invariably Fatal.

I'm Bored," She Said. "learn How To Tap-dance," He Suggested, Without Turning Around.

Everybody Going To Be Dead One Day, Just Give Them Time.

I Hope You'll Make Mistakes. If You're Making Mistakes, It Means You're Out There Doing Something.

The Thin Girl Was Gulping Down One Of Richard's Bananas In What Was, Richard Reflected, The Least Erotic Display Of Banana-eating He Had Ever Seen.