Now, After So Many Years, I Understand

The Only Thing Worse Than Having No Friends Is Being Pitied For Having No Friends.

And Then, Just At That Moment, When I'm No Longer Sure If I'm Dreaming Or Awake Or Walking Some Valley In Between Where Everything You Wish For Comes True, I Feel The Flutter Of His Lips On Mine.

The Old Lena Is Dead.

I Still Wanted To Know Why. As Though Somebody Was Going To Answer That For Me, As Though Any Answer Would Be Satisfying.

An Eye For An Eye." "and The Whole World Goes Blind," Coral Puts In Quietly.