I’m happier than a pig eating bacon!

Chestnuts in stuffing tastes like someone chewed up a tree branch and then French-kissed it into your mouth.

So she loved him. She just did immediately and again often and clearly naturally and soundly and obviously and many others.

How can someone so wonderful do something so terrible?

It was a curious feeling, that something could be so close and so distant at the same time.

All cannot be lost when there is still so much being found

Taking one’s chances is like taking a bath, because sometimes you end up feeling comfortable and warm, and sometimes there is something terrible lurking around that you cannot see until it is too late and you can do nothing else but scream and cling to a plastic duck.