To Have Someone Play Off And Be

You Kill Me And I'll See That You Never Work In This Town Again.

She Is Nearing Forty And Not So Easily Forgiven As When Her Skin Bloomed Like Roses.

All I've Ever Wanted Was An Honest Week's Pay For An Honest Day's Work.

Nothing I Do Is Done By Popular Demand.

Only Then Does He Realize What He Has Done To Mirabelle, How Wanting A Square Inch Of Her And Not All Of Her Has Damaged Them Both, And How He Cannot Justify His Actions Except That, Well, It Was Life.