Nice Day For A Funeral.

My Perfect Reader Doesn't Just Read - He Or She Devours Books.

I Vividly Remember Being 14. That Was The Age When I Started To Get Happy: I Started Being A Writer And Stopped Being A Loser.

Strange Though It Is,sarov Still Cares About You. He Told Me To Leave You Alone. But I Think, This Time, I Must Disobey The General. You Are Mine! And I Intend To Make You Suffer..." "just Talking To You Makes Me Suffer," Alex Said.

There Are Few Things In The World That We Don't Know. Science Has Explained Everything Away.

Look At Self-satisfied Pop Singers Or Greasy, Semi-literate Athletes. People Worship Them. Why?” "because They’re Talented.