Tally turned away. Five minutes was suddenly too long to stand here, eyes burning, unable to cry.

Now,young lady,I suppose you're here for a work assignment." Work?" Tally said. They both looked down at her puzzled expression, and Shay burst into laughter.

Typographical laziness was slowly destroying our culture, according to Lexa and her pals. Inexactitude was death.

Left alone, human beings are a plague. They multiply relentlessly, consuming every resource, destroying everything they touch.

Luckily for writers - and unluckily for history - every scientific idea creates human conflict.

Wow," came a familiar voice, "Hypochondriac killed the cat." -Dess

Becoming pretty doesn't just change the way you look," she said. "No," David said. "It changes the way you think.