We Are Only An Instant, That's True.

She Can Feel His Blood, Just Beneath His Skin; When He Breathes, The Air Fills With Smoke. He's Like A Dragon, Ancient And Fearless.

In A World Of Sorrow, Love Was An Act Of Will. All You Needed Were The Right Ingredients.

They Were Written On Cheap Blue Notebooks Bought By Poor Women. I'm Interested In Folk Tales In The Way That Medicine And Magic In Women's Stories Are All Kind Of Combined.

Margaret Thought Of All She Knew For Certain, That Day Would Always Follow Night That Love Was Never Wasted Nor Was It Lost.

In "faithful," Ray Bradbury Is Discussed A Lot. The Characters Read "the Illustrated Man."