Women's weapon, water-drops.
Inject a few raisins of conversation into the tasteless dough of existence.
There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl.
When I see a shipwreck, I like to know what caused the disaster...I learned nothing but the glow that wrapped her face when the soup came. That's the story.
Turn up the lights. I don't want to go home in the dark.
We can't buy one minute of time with cash; if we could, rich people would live longer.