You Nickednamed My Daughter After The Loch

Storytelling Was The Most Honored Of All Talents, For It Benefited Everyone.

His Voice Was Like Honey And Velvet. "death, That Hath Sucked The Honey Of Thy Breath, Hath Had No Power Yet Upon Thy Beauty," He Murmured, And I Recognized The Line Spoken By Romeo In The Tomb.

Do You Think I’ll Ever Get Better At This? That My Heart Might Someday Stop Trying To Jump Out Of My Chest Whenever You Touch Me?

Look After My Heart - I've Left It With You.

I'd Forgotten How Exuberant You Are