That was the whole point of being special: You existed to make sure everyone else behaved, but that didn't mean YOU had to.
Your personality - the real you inside - was the price of beauty.
And here in America rival newspapermen attack each other on sight?
Fuzzy Tally is no more.
Dare to ask, "Where is my novel too simple?"
It's just been a long week, that's all." "It's monday night, Jess." "My point exactly.