In The End That Was The Choice

Dudes," He Said, "do Not Follow Other Dudes To The Bathroom." Isabelle Sighed. "latent Homosexual Panic Will Do You In Every Time

There Are Some People—people The Universe Seems To Have Singled Out For Special Destinies. Special Favors And Special Torments. God Knows We're All Drawn Toward What's Beautiful And Broken; I Have Been, But Some People Cannot Be Fixed. Or If They Can Be; Its Only By Love And Sacrifice So Great That It Destroys The Giver.

He Looks," Simon Had Once Said To Isabelle, "like He's Thinking About Something Deep And Meaningful, But If You Ask Him What It Is, He'll Punch You In The Face.

I Thought... That We Could At Least Talk About Books.

The Letter I Received Said You Had Need Of My Particular Talents, But I Must Confess That I Have So Many Talents That I Am Not Sure Which One You Require.