Truth resists simplicity.

You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I'm grateful.

Like all sick children,' he answered dispassionately, 'you say you don't want pity, but your very existence depends upon it.

How will I ever get out of this labyrinth!" to a margin note written in her loop-heavy cursive: Straight & Fast.

Imagine others complexly.

The phrase booze and mischief left me worrying I'd stumbled into what my mother referred to as "the wrong crowd," but for the wrong crowd, they both seemed awfully smart.

The human tongue is like wasabi: it's very powerful, and should be used sparingly.