We Must Leave This Terrifying Place To-morrow

First You Take A Drink, Then The Drink Takes A Drink, Then The Drink Takes You.

I Hope I Haven't Given You The Impression That I Consider Kissing Intrinsically Irrational.

I’m Thirty,” I Said. “i’m Five Years Too Old To Lie To Myself And Call It Honor

We Haven’t Met For Many Years, Said Daisy, Her Voice As Matter-of-fact As It Could Ever Be. "five Years Next November." The Automatic Quality Set Us All Back At Least Another Minute.

We All Have Souls Of Different Ages