Not an ugly color, Nanny thought. Just not a human color.

The body apologizes to the soul for its errors, and the soul asks forgiveness for squatting in the body without invitation.

He knew about being alone. The weather was always cold there.

Little critters fried like fritters come out crunchy and divine.

I don't like work like that. I am the silent partner. I work through events, I live on the sidelines, I dabble in causes and effects, I watch how the misbegotten creatures of this world live their lives.

I know you don't want to hear this but someone has to say it! You are out of control! I mean they're just shoes... let it go!

I wouldn't mind leaving myself behind if I could, but I don't know the way out.