Really, Being A Librarian Is A Much

Gemma~was He Really Looking At Me That Way? Kartik~what Way? Gemma~like A Piece Of Ripe Fruit? Katrik~you'd Best Be On Your Guard With Him.

But We Can't Go Back. We Can Only Go Forward.

The Night's Chilly Breath Tickles Up My Neck And Finds My Ear, Whispering Secrets Only The Wind Knows.

You Couldn't Be Perfect Enough To Keep The World From Betraying You.

Might. Is There Any Opiate More Powerful Than That Word?