A Mouse Who Wishes To Fool The

Even Stone Can Be Worn Down With Enough Rain.

My Tears Simply Broke Through The Fragile Wallthat Had Held Them, And With A Terrible Feeling Of Shame, I Laid My Head Upon The Table And Let Them Drain Out Of Me.

If You Aren't The Woman I Think You Are, Then This Isn't The World I Thought It Was.

This Is Why Dreams Can Be Such Dangerous Things: They Smolder On Like A Fire Does, And Sometimes They Consume Us Completely.

By The Time We Arrived, As Evening Was Approaching, I Felt As Sore As A Rock Must Feel When The Waterfall Has Pounded On It All Day Long.