That's Why School Was Invented

No; He Could Be Ruined Again And Again By Hope, But He Would Never Be Capable Of Belief.

The Whole House Seemed To Exhale A Melancholy Breath Of Emptiness

He Looked So Profoundly Disappointed In Me That I Wondered For A Moment If He Was Someone I Knew.

The True Magic Of This Broken World Lay In The Ability Of The Things It Contained To Vanish, To Become So Thoroughly Lost, That They Might Never Have Existed In The First Place.

It Was Nice Standing Out In The Darkness, In The Damp Grass, With Spring Coming On And A Feeling In My Heart Of Imminent Disaster.