Grace Only Exists To Be Fallen From.

My Parents Believe In The Happy Endings To The Stories Of Their Children.

Pain Revealed The Paltry Dimensions Of Love. The Paltry Dimensions Of Everything, In Fact, Except Pain.

Once You've Stopped Loving Someone Breaking His Or Her Heart's Just An Unpleasant Chore You Have To Get Behind You. My God, You Really Don't Love Me Anymore, Do You? No Matter Your Decency The Victim's Incredulity's Potentially Hilarious. You Manage Not To Laugh.

I'm In Love, Truly, Madly, Deeply In Love With Perception.

I'm Too Conceited For Therapy.