Mister, We Deal In Lead.

Remember, Hope Is A Good Thing, Maybe The Best Of Things, And No Good Thing Ever Dies.

Now Panic Beats And Flutters Inside My Skull Like A Flock Of Starlings Locked In An Attic.

Lover," She Whispers, And Closes Her Eyes. It Falls Upon Her. Love Is Like Dying.

The Definition Of An Asshole Is Someone Who Doesn't Believe What He Is Seeing.

One Night When My Longing For Her Was Like A Fire Burning Out Of Control In My Heart And My Head, I Wrote Her A Letter That Just Seemed To Go On And On. I Poured Out My Whole Heart In It, Never Looking Back To See What I'd Said Because I Was Afraid Cowardice Would Make Me Stop. I Didn't Stop, And When A Voice In My Head Clamored That It Would Be Madness To Mail Such A Letter, That I Would Be Giving Her My Naked Heart To Hold In Her Hand, I Ignored It With A Child's Breathless Disregard Of The Consequences.