We'll never be ready. So I guess that means we're as ready as we'll ever be.
You are so obtuse!" Brontë says, exasperated. I am calm in my response. "Do you mean stupid, or angular? You need to be more specific with your insults.
Heaven might shine bright, but so do flames.
You never realize the holes a person leaves behind until you fall into them.
People would cheer throw confetti and then go about breaking the resolutions they had made only moments before.
In the backseat Moose and Squirrel inhabited a pair of six-year-old-twins, and wouldn't stop bickering and picking their noses. They were clearly in their element.