Why Can’t You Just Love

Sorry' He Said. 'no, I'm Sorry.' 'what Are You Sorry For?' 'rattling On Like A Mad Old Cow. I'm Sorry, I'm Tired, Bad Day, And I'm Sorry For Being So...boring.' 'you're Not That Boring.' 'i Am, Dex. God, I Swear I Bore Myself.' 'well, You Don't Bore Me.' He Took Her Hand In His. 'you Could Never Bore Me. You're One In A Million, Em.

Of Course You Should Study Whatever You Want. The Written Appreciation And Understanding Of Literature, Or Any Kind Of Artistic Endeavour, Is Absolutely Central To A Decent Society. Why D'you Think Books Are The First Things That The Fascists Burn?

In Eight Years Not A Day Has Gone By When She Hasn’t Thought Of Him. She Misses Him And She Wants Him Back. I Want My Best Friend Back, She Thinks, Because Without Him Nothing Is Good And Nothing Is Right.

She Shouldn't Speak Her Thoughts; Nothing Good Ever Came Of Speaking Your Thoughts.

Imagine Staying Awake All Night Not Because You're Worried About The Future But Because It's Fun