Love Is The Most Common Miracle.

I Choose The Labyrinth.

I Mean, I Am Pretty Fabulous. Am I Not?' 'you're A Pillar Of Fabulosity In The Community,' I Tell Him.

Colder By The Hour, More Dead With Every Breath.

We Just Sat There Quiet For A Long Time, Which Was Fine, And I Was Thinking About Way Back In The Very Beginning In The Literal Heart Of Jesus.

As Long As We Don't Die, This Is Gonna Be One Hell Of A Story.