Something About Giving In Without

Forget Jack, I'm In Love With The Cold, Dirt Floor.

Marnie Loved Her Better And More Honestly Than Anyone Else In The World, With The Possible Exception Of Her Mother, Who Loved Her Intensely If Not Honestly.

I Killed Her Once And Died For Her Many Times

She Remembered Me.' This Was His Worst Weakness, His Most Toxic Drug.

Maybe The Truth Is, There's A Little Bit Of Loser In All Of Us. Being Happy Isn't Having Everything In Your Life Be Perfect. Maybe It's About Stringing Together All The Little Things.