What Don't Kill Me... Had Better Start

He Looks," Simon Had Once Said To Isabelle, "like He's Thinking About Something Deep And Meaningful, But If You Ask Him What It Is, He'll Punch You In The Face.

The Kitchen Was Just As Empty, Even The Refrigerator Gone, The Chairs, The Table--the Kitchen Cabinets Stood Open, Their Bare Shelves Reminder Her Of A Nursery Rhyme. She Cleared Her Throat. "what Would Demons," She Said, "want With Our Microwave?

Do Reasons Matter When There's Nothing That Can Be Done To Change Things.

If I Made A Joke About Just Dropping By, Would You Write Me Off As Cliché?

He's Got A Great Sense Of Humor For A Guy Who Never Says Anything.