The Poets Continually And Sometimes Wilfully Mistake

She Nods. You're Good For The Ones You Love. You Want To Be Good For The Ones You Love, Because You Know That Your Time With Them Will End Up Being Too Short, No Matter How Long It Is.

Guys Like Henry And His Buddies Were An Accident Waiting To Happen; The Little Kids' Version Of Floods Or Tornadoes Or Gallstones.

The Definition Of An Asshole Is Someone Who Doesn't Believe What He Is Seeing.

Even At Eleven, He Had Observed That Things Turned Out Right A Ridiculous Amount Of The Time.

Sure, We Need The Gypsies. We Always Have. Because If You Don't Have Someone To Run Out Of Town Once In A While, How Are You Going To Know You Yourself Belong There?