She Liked Things That Had Been Written

The Soul May Not Be Destroyed. The Soul Goes On Forever. Like The Number Pi, It Is Without Cessation Or Conclusion. Like Pi It Is A Constant. Pi Is An Irrational Number, Incapable Of Being Made Into A Fraction, Impossible To Divide From Itself. So, Too, The Soul Is An Irrational, Indivisible Equation That Perfectly Expresses One Thing: You.

All The World Is Made Of Music. We Are All Strings On A Lyre. We Resonate. We Sing Together.

Taking A Thing Apart Is Always Faster Than Putting Something Together. This Is True Of Everything Except Marriage.

Pick A Sin We Can Both Live With, Is What I Ask.

Gold Don't Come Off. What's Good Stays Good No Matter How Much Of A Beating It Takes.