Was It Fate? Was It Destiny?" "i

Childhood, After All, Is The First Precious Coin That Poverty Steals From A Child.

Alternatively You Can Twist The Cylinder Round Twice Clockwise; That Turns It Into A Hand Grenade. Five-second Fuse. I Tested It On One Of My Assistants. Poor Old Bennett... He Should Be Out Of Hospital In A Couple Of Months.

He Hadn't Done Anything. He Hadn't Needed To. Just Being There Was Enough.

I Believe That, By And Large, People Are Good And Everybody You Meet Is More Likely To Surprise You In A Positive Way Than In A Negative Way.

She Tried To Smile Sympathetically, But With Her Face It Wasn't Quite Possible.