In all the illusions, you're the only truth that I need
To fate and the strange way that it twists us all together.
One of my greatest pleasures is falling into a story someone else has written.
Why were there no buoys in life to show you the way?
Three weeks hadn't changed Cop Central. The coffee was still poisonous, the noise abominable, and the view out of her stingy window was still miserable. She was thrilled to be back.
Okay, you're right about that. But this whole ghost thing's irritating." "Park benches are irritating to you in some moods." "Depends on whether or not I want to sit down.