Here Is A Truth, A Truth By

For In Every Adult There Dwells The Child That Was, And In Every Child There Lies The Adult That Will Be.

The Us Dollar Is Our Currency But Your Problem.

My Feelings For Raphael Are Mine, And Mine Alone. I Loved Him, And That Is All Anyone Needs To Know. The Rest Is No Business Of Any Man's.

‎"sarge, Mr. Nurd Here Is Threatening To Turn Me To Jelly." "really?" Said Sarge. "what Flavor?

The Detective Was Different. Not That He Wasn't A Good Man; Willie Had Heard Enough About Him To Understand That He Was The Kind Who Didn't Like To Turn Away From Another's Pain, The Kind Who Couldn't Put A Pillow Over His Ears To Drown Out The Cries Of Strangers. Those Scars He Had Were Badges Of Courage, And Willie Knew That There Were Others Hidden Beneath His Clothes, And Still More Deep Inside, Right Beneath The Skin And Down To The Soul. No, It Was Just That Whatever Goodness Was There Coexisted With Rage And Grief And Loss.