No Human On God's Earth Is A

Life Is Like An Escalator. You See, It Carries You On Regardless. And You Might As Well Enjoy The View And Seize Every Opportunity While You're Passing. Otherwise, It'll Be Too Late.

I Did A Lot Of Shopping For Her In Tokyo Because The Colors Here Are Very Conservative. A Shopaholic Would Have A Coat In Every Color And Lots Of Accessories

There's Genuine Pain In Eric's Eyes. And I Feel A Stab Of Guilt. But You Can't Stay With People Because Of Guilt.

I'm Allergic To Family Occasions. Sometimes I Think We'd Do Better As Dandelion Seeds-no Family, No History, Just Floating Off Into The World, Each On Our Own Piece Of Fluff.

This Is A Test, Isn't It? It's Like Choosing Out Of Three Caskets In A Fairy Tale. Everyone Knows The Rules. You Never Choose The Gold Shiny One. Or Even The Quite Impressive Silver One. What You're Supposed To Do Is Choose The Dull Little Lead One, And Then There's A Flash Of Light And It Turns Into A Mountain Of Jewels