It's Good Not To Be The Only

He Doesn’t Pretend,” The Punk Pixie Said. He Nodded Toward Doyle. “nice Rings. You Got Anything Else Pierced?” “yes,” Doyle Said. The Boy Smiled, Making The Rings In The Edge Of His Nose And His Bottom Lip Curl Cheerfully With It. “me Too,” He Said.

Some People Just Don't Seem To Understand The Concept Of Fiction. It Is Fiction; It Ain't True, Folks

When You Apologize, Try Not To Smile At The Same Time. It Ruins The Effect

I’d Have Much Rather Gotten Dragged Into Someone Else’s Fight Than Face What Was Waiting For Me. Other People’s Emotional Pain, No Matter How Painful, Is So Much Less Painful Than Your Own.

Death, Jewelry, Or Magic; It Sounded Like Valentine's Day.