Every Hour Wounds. The Last

I'm Bored," She Said. "learn How To Tap-dance," He Suggested, Without Turning Around.

Some Things Are Too Big To Be Seen; Some Emotions Are Too Huge To Be Felt.

I Have Heard The Languages Of Apocalypse, And Now I Shall Embrace The Silence.

Life And Death Are Different Sides Of The Same Coin.

Of Course You Don't Believe In Fairies. You're Fifteen. You Think I Believed In Fairies At Fifteen? Took Me Until I Was At Least A Hundred And Forty. Hundred And Fifty, Maybe. Anyway, He Wasn't A Fairy. He Was A Librarian. All Right?