It Isn't That We Do What We

I Don't Have Time To Feel Sorry For Myself. I've Got To Think.

Who But The Mad Would Choose To Keep On Living? In The End, Aren't We All Just A Little Crazy?

We Have Work To Do If You Are Not To Be A Total Failure Like High-waisted, Acid-wash Jeans.

I Have Done What They Expected Of Me. I Have Curtsied For My Queen And Made My Debut. This Is What I Have Anticipated Eagerly For Years. So Why Do I Feel So Unsatisfied? Everyone Is Merry. They Haven't A Care In The World. And Perhaps That Is It. How Terrible It Is To Have No Cares, No Longings. I Do Not Fit. I Feel Too Deeply And Want Too Much.

Adina Gave A Little Shriek. "that Fish Just Swam Past My Leg! Creepy! Where Did It Go?" "to Your Right! Two O'clock! Get It!" "you Are Officially The Most Bloodthirsty Vegetarian Ever.