The Romans Knew It: Quod Me Alit

Tiny, The Next Time That You Try To Set Me Up With A Girl With A Secret Boyfriend Can You At Least Inform Me That She Has A Secret Boyfriend? Also, If You Don't Call Me Back Within Five Minutes, I'm Going To Assume You Found A Way Back To Evanston. Furthermore, You Are An Asshat. That Is All.

I Wouldn’t Have A Career If It Weren’t For Independent Bookstores.

She Was Not An Adventure, She Was Not A Fine And Precious Thing. She Was A Girl.

You Shall Love Your Neighbour With Your Crooked Heart, It Says So Much About Love And Brokenness -- It's Perfect.

We Had To Forgive To Survive The Labyrinth