Was It Harder To Die, Or Harder

Somehow I Had To Turn The Salted Peanuts In The Cigar Box Into Petits Fours.

Sometimes We Set Off Down A Road Thinkin' We're Goin' One Place And We End Up Another. But That's Okay. The Important Thing Is To Start.

I Shut The Bathroom Door And Caught Sight Of My Face In The Mirror. I Had No Idea How Quickly It Was To Change, To Fade. If I Had, I Would Have Stared At My Reflection, Memorizing It. It Was The Last Time I Would Look Into A Real Mirror For More Than A Decade.

David Arnold's Writing Is Both Heartfelt And Hilarious. You Will Fall In Love With Mim, Even As Her Grand Journey Will Keep You Guessing. Mosquitoland Reminds Us That Sometimes Imperfect Is Just Perfect.

He Threw His Burning Cigarette Onto Our Clean Living Room Floor And Ground It Into The Wood With His Boot. We Were About To Become Cigarettes.