Every letter was a love letter.
We listened to them, but it was clear they'd received too much therapy to know the truth.
The seeds of death get lost in the mess that God made us.
Some cities have fallen into ruin and some are built upon ruins but others contain their own ruins while still growing.
Grief is natural,' she said. 'Overcoming it is a matter of choice.
I saw the movie, he said. I know what it's about. Listen to this. When girls get to be about twelve or so - he leaned toward us - their tits bleed.