You Have To Kill A Lot Of

In Fact, You Couldn't Give Me Anything To Make Me Go Back To Being A Teenager. Never. No, I Hated It.

He Lay Face Down, Listening To The Silence. He Was Perfectly Alone. Nobody Was Watching. Nobody Else Was There. He Was Not Perfectly Sure That He Was There Himself.

A Gigantic Tortoise With A Jewel-encrusted Shell Was Glittering Near The Window.

We've All Got Both Light And Dark Inside Us. What Matters Is The Part We Choose To Act On. That's Who We Really Are.

I'm Not A Natural Joiner.