I Don't Know How To Live In

Tess, Tess, Tessa. Was There Ever A More Beautiful Sound Than Your Name? To Speak It Aloud Makes My Heart Ring Like A Bell. Strange To Imagine That, Isn’t It—a Heart Ringing? But When You Touch Me, That Is What It Is Like, As If My Heart Is Ringing In My Chest And The Sound Shivers Down My Veins And Splinters My Bones With Joy.

You Endure What Is Unbearable, And You Bear It. That Is All.

Oh, I Don't Know. I Prefer To Think That When They're At Home, The Silent Brothers Are Much Like Us. Playing Practical Jokes In The Silent City, Making Toasted Cheese-" "i Hope They Play Charades," Said Tessa Dryly. "it Would Seem To Take Advantage Of Their Natural Talents.

You Bled On The Speaking Stars ...i Bet There's A Law Somewhere About That.

There Was A Man Who Was Worthless, And Knew He Was Worthless, And Yet However Far Down He Tried To Sink His Soul, There Was Always Some Part Of Him Capable Of Great Action.