Get In, Get Out. Don't Linger. Go

All Of Us, All Of Us, All Of Us Trying To Save Our Immortal Souls, Some Ways Seemingly More Round About And Mysterious Than Others. We Are Having A Good Time Here. But Hope All Will Be Revealed Soon.

All This, All Of This Love We're Talking About, It Would Just Be A Memory. Maybe Not Even A Memory. Am I Wrong? Am I Way Off Base? Because I Want You To Set Me Straight If You Think I'm Wrong. I Want To Know. I Mean, I Don't Know Anything, And I'm The First One To Admit It.

Honey, No Offense, But Sometimes I Think I Could Shoot You And Watch You Kick.

When A Reader Finishes A Wonderful Story And Lays It Aside, He Should Have To Pause For A Minute And Collect Himself.

There Is No Answer. It's Okay. But Even If It Wasn't Okay, What Am I Supposed To Do?