What's That Sticky Stuff Called? Basta: Duct

My Dear Elinor, You Were Obviously Born Into The Wrong Story,” Said Dustfinger At Last.

They're All Cruel,' He Said. 'the World I Come From, The World You Come From, And This One, Too. Maybe The People Don't See The Cruelty In Your World Right Away, It's Better Hidden, But It's There All The Same.

What's That Sticky Stuff Called? Basta: Duct Tape. Yes, Duct Tape. I Love Duct Tape.

Books Are Like Flypaper, Memories Cling To The Printed Pages Better Than Anything Else.

The Heart Was A Weak, Changeable Thing, Bent On Nothing But Love, And There Could Be No More Fatal Mistake Than To Make It Your Master. Reason Must Be In Charge. It Comforted You For The Heart's Foolishness, It Sang Mocking Songs About Love, Derided It As A Whim Of Nature, Transient As Flowers. So Why Did She Still Keep Following Her Heart?