It's Choice That Makes Us Human.

We All Have Things That Come Back To Haunt Us. Some Of Us Just See Them More Clearly Than Others.

For Someone Who Can’t Remember Very Much, There Seems To Be A Lot I Can’t Forget.

Yes, She Is." He Looks At Me, His Face Carved In Pain. "she Is Dying, Sara. She Will Die, Either Tonight Or Tomorrow Or Maybe A Year From Now If We're Really Lucky. You Heard What Dr. Chance Said. Arsenic's Not A Cure. It Just Postpones What's Coming." My Eyes Fill Up With Tears. "but I Love Her," I Say, Because That Is Reason Enough.

I Only Just Found You, I Can't Lose You Now

You Want To Write Something As Good As What You've Read.