I'll Think About Things For Thirty Or

Burn All The Maps To Your Body. I'm Not Here Of My Own Choosing.

"i Count A Lot Of Things That There's No Need To Count," Cameron Said. "just Because That's The Way I Am. But I Count All The Things That Need To Be Counted."

We Walked Back To Ideath, Holding Hands. Hands Are Very Nice Things, Especially After They Have Travelled Back From Making Love.

It's Strange How The Simple Things In Life Go On While We Become More Difficult.

Excuse Me, I Said. I Thought You Were A Trout Stream. I'm Not, She Said.