Who Would I Be, If Other Good

Order And Disorder', Said The Speaker, 'they Each Have Their Beauty.

And Enough For Me That When My Hand Touched Your Shoulder, You Leaned On Me; And When You Felt Me Slip Away, You Called My Name.

I Love You Ender. More Than Ever. No Matter What You Decide.

Intellectual Understanding Does Not Always Bring Visceral Belief.

Aw, Poke, You Poor, Kind, Decent, Stupid Girl. You Saved Me And I Let You Down.