It's A Metaphor, See: You Put The

Light, The Visible Reminder Of Invisible Light.

As I Recall, You Promised To Call When You Finished The Book, Not Text.

I Didn't Know Whether To Trust Alaska, And I'd Certainly Had Enough Of Her Unpredictability - Cold One Day, Sweet The Next; Irresistibly Flirty One Moment, Resistibly Obnoxious The Next. I Preferred The Colonel: At Least When He Was Cranky, He Had A Reason.

Sometimes The Way You Think About Someone Isn't The Way They Actually Are.

But That Part Of Us Greater Than The Sum Of Our Parts Cannot Begin And Cannot End, And So It Cannot Fail