But You Built Me Dreams Instead.

Scent Is Often Underestimated, When It Can Be The Most Evocative.

You May Tell A Tale That Takes Up Residence In Someone's Soul

I Think Looking Forward Will Be Better Than Looking Back.

And There Are Never Really Endings, Happy Or Otherwise. Things Keep Going On, They Overlap And Blur, Your Story Is Part Of Your Sister's Story Is Part Of Many Other Stories, And There Is No Telling Where Any Of Them May Lead.

I Don;t Think There's Anything Wrong With Being A Dreamer. There Is Not. But Dreams Have Ways Of Turning Into Nightmares.