It Takes Someone Very Special To Help

What Can You Say About A Twenty-five Year Old Girl Who Died? That She Was Beautiful And Brilliant. That She Loved Mozart And Bach. The Beatles. And Me.

Some Were Brilliant Bordering On Genius. Others, Genius Bordering On Madness

Please, If One Of Us Cries, Let Both Of Us Cry. But Preferably Neither Of Us.

There Was A Brief Silence. I Think I Heard Snow Falling.

I Think The Peace Corps Is A Fine Thing, Don't You?" He Said. "well," I Replied, "it's Certainly Better Than War Corps.