I Can't Imagine A Sweeter Agony, Having

Only You Could Love Such A Vile, Selfish Peacock, Evie.

Everyone Striving To Be Witty And Sought-after, Everyone Talking And No One Listening.

I Was A New Person In The Same World, Which Was A Lot More Difficult Than Being The Same Person In A New World.

I Spent Most Of My Youth Hauling Sides Of Beef And Pork To My Father's Shop. Carrying You Is Far More Enjoyable." "how Sweet," Annabelle Mumbled Sickly, Her Eyes Closed. "every Woman Dreams Of Being Told That She's Preferable To A Dead Cow.

You're Surrounded By It Wherever You Go, You Walk Through It, Breathe It...it's In Your Lungs And Under Your Tongue And Between Your Fingers And Toes.