The Rain's Innumerable Hooves Spatter

The Her That Lived In Her Looked Out Through Her Eyes, Through My Eyes, And At The Me That Lives In Me.

We Are Both Busy People, So Let's Cut The Small Talk.

I Can't Bear Living In This Huge Beautiful World And Not Try To Imitate It As Best I Can.

Teachers're Always Using That "in Your Own Words." I Hate That. Authors Knit Their Sentences Tight. It's Their Job. Why Make Us Unpick Them, Just To Put It Back Together More Shonkily? How're You S'posed To Say Kapellmeister If You Can't Say Kapellmeister?

Time Is What Stops History Happening At Once; Time Is The Speed At Which The Past Disappears.