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You Could Stab A Knife Right Through My Heart And You'd Be Too Late.

There's A Terrible Dark Joy When The Only Person Who Knows All Your Secrets Is Finally Dead.

It Seems That So Much Writing Is Being Done In The Nineteenth-century Model, Where Every Connection Has To Be Thoroughly Explained.

In Good Old Colonial Dunsboro, Masochism Is A Valuable Job Skill. It Is In Most Jobs.

I Will Never Write A Sequel To Anything That I Will Ever Write.