Just Because Something Is Unspoken Doesn't Mean

In A World Of Sorrow, Love Was An Act Of Will. All You Needed Were The Right Ingredients.

The Weak Are Cruel. The Strong Have No Need To Be.

I Wasn't Quite As Certain That I Knew Her Soul. When It Came Right Down To It, I Wasn't Sure She Knew Me Either.

I Must Keep My Head And Not Give In To Desire, For Desire Is What Causes Women To Drown.

That Was The Way Illness Appeared In A House, In The Corners, In Between Floorboards, On The Hooks In The Closet, Along With The Sweaters And Coats.