Jealousy Is Such An Ugly Emotion.

The Young Man Who Appeared At The Mouth Of The Alley Was Pale In The Lamplight—paler Even Than He Usually Was, Which Was Quite Pale Indeed.

And Who Are All These People? There Weren't This Many When I Fell Asleep." Alfie Shrugged, Indicating That The Universe Was Mysterious And Nothing Would Ever Be Fully Understood.

It Was Like A Dam Of Musical Critique Had Broken. Imasu Turned On Him With Eyes That Flashed Instead Of Shining. "it Is Worse Than You Can Possibly Imagine! When You Play, All Of My Mother's Flowers Lose The Will To Live And Expire On The Instant. The Quinoa Has No Flavour Now. The Llamas Are Migrating Because Of Your Music, And Llamas Are Not A Migratory Animal. The Children Now Believe There Is A Sickly Monster, Half Horse And Half Large Mournful Chicken, That Lives In Tha Lake And Calls Out To The World To Grant It The Sweet Release Of Death.

But They Love Each Other. Isn't That What Love Means? That You're Supposed To Be There For The Other Person To Turn To, No Matter What?

I Don’t Like Keeping Her In The Dark,” Jace Said. “we’ll Tell Her In A Week. What Difference Does A Week Make?” Jace Gave Him A Look. “two Weeks Ago You Were Dead.” “well, I Wasn’t Suggesting Two Weeks,” Said Sebastian. “that Would Be Insane.