If The Real World Were A Book,

Death And The End Of One's Life Are Two Very Different Things Indeed.

I Collect Ex-boyfriends -- And More Than Five, At Last Count.

You Many Have Noticed I Have A Temper ... But When I Calmed Down, I Realized That This World, Blighted And Imperfect As It Is, Would Be Better With You In It.

I've Managed To Bring The Backlog Down To A Mere Sixty-eight Years," She Announced With Some Small Sense Of Achievement. "i Hope To Be Able To Start Marking The Papers Of Pupils Who Are Still Alive By The End Of The Decade.

That's The Thing About Destiny: It Can't Be Predicted, And It's Usually Pretty Odd.