In All The Illusions, You're The Only

Men Are Boys In Bigger Packages.

He Trailed Off As He Saw The Books. Piles And Stacks Of Them Beside The Sofa, Another Stack On The Coffee Table, A Sea Of Them On Her Dining Table. Jesus Christ, Dane, You Need Treatment.

Can You Stand A Little Closer?" "hmm?" "you Smell Good. I Like To Smell You.

Whatever You Remember, Or Feel, You Need To Know That Whatever They Were They Did One Worthwhile Thing In Their Miserable Lives. And That Was You. Whatever They Were, They Couldn't Destroy That. They Couldn't Stop You From Becoming.

I've Found Out That Falling In Love Doesn't Have Anything To Do With Time. It Can Take A Year Or An Instant. It Happens When It's Ready To Happen.