That's What Zombieland Is: Frozen, Calm, Quiet.

Po Flickered. "thank You?" It Repeated. "what Is That?" Liesl Thought. "it Means, You Were Wonderful," She Said. "it Means, I Couldn't Have Done It Without You.

The Sun Has Just Risen, Weak And Watery-looking, Like It Had Just Spilled Itself Over The Horizon And Is Too Lazy To Clean Itself Up.

Amor Deliria Nervosa Isn't A Disease Of Love. It's A Disease Of Selfishness.

I Think Of Grace And Feel A Sharp Pain In My Chest.

It's The Way He Says My Name: Like Music.