Change Was As Much About Loss As

Love Meant Different Things To Different People.

"do Little Pink Fairies Sing And Dance In Your World, Peabody?" "sometimes, When It's Very Quiet And No One Else Can See."

I'd Rather Be Screwed Up With You Than Smooth With Anybody Else.

Why Would I Kill Someone I Don't Know, When I Know So Many People Who Irritate Me, And Havent't Killed Any Of Them?

Make A Life With Me, One That Comes From Love, One That I Can Watch Grow In You. Only A Fool Would Believe That What Comes From What We Have Together Would Be Anything But Beautiful.