There Were Some Things You Did, No

Who Says Life Is Fair, Where Is That Written?

The Tears That Kept Buttercup Company The Remainder Of The Day Were Not At All Like Those That Had Blinded Her Into The Tree Trunk. Those Were Noisy And Hot; They Pulsed. These Were Silent And Steady And All They Did Was Remind Her That She Wasn’t Good Enough. She Was Seventeen, And Every Male She’d Ever Known Had Crumbled At Her Feet And It Meant Nothing. The One Time It Really Mattered, She Wasn’t Good Enough.

You Have To Protect Your Writing Time. You Have To Protect It To The Death.

You Have A Dizzying Intellect.

At 8:23 There Seemed Every Chance Of A Lasting Alliance Starting Between Florin And Guilder. At 8:24 The Two Nations Were Very Close To War.