The Military Was All About Hierarchies, Who

There's An Outline For Each Of The Books That I Adhere To Pretty Closely, But I'm Not Averse To Taking It In A New Direction, As Long As I Can Get It Back To Where I Need It To Go.

The Sadness You Feel Is Not Your Own. It's His Sadness You Feel In Your Heart, Amy, For Missing You.

What Strange Places Our Lives Can Carry Us To, What Dark Passages.

A Thousand Recollected Lives Were Passing Through Her, A Thousand Stories - Of Love And Work, Of Parents And Children, Of Duty And Joy And Grief. Beds Slept In And Meals Eaten, And The Bliss And Pain Of The Body, And A View Of Summer Leaves From A Window On A Morning It Had Rained; The Nights Of Loneliness And The Nights Of Love, The Soul In It's Body Keeping Always Longing To Be Known.

The World Was A World Of Dreaming Souls Who Could Not Die.