Wow. This Makes Grand Central Look Like

You're Dead, George. You Just Don't Have The Sense To Lie Down.

Lover," She Whispers, And Closes Her Eyes. It Falls Upon Her. Love Is Like Dying.

I Feel Better In My Mind Because I'm Doing What God Made Me To Do. He Said, 'go Write Books, Steve, And You'll Be Happy.' I'm Happy Now, And That Has Had An Effect On My Life And My Relationship With My Wife And Kids And Even My Friends. I've Always Wanted To Be A Writer.

At The Time We’re Stuck In It, Like Hostages Locked In A Turkish Bath, High School Seems The Most Serious Business In The World To Just About All Of Us. It’s Not Until The Second Or Third Class Reunion That We Start Realizing How Absurd The Whole Thing Was.

The Poets Continually And Sometimes Wilfully Mistake Love. Love Is The Old Slaughterer.