Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see him in my dreams. They are nightmares mostly$$$ but nightmares tinged with love. Such is the strangeness of the human heart.

Whoever believes in a man is very foolish.

You could be the perfect spy. All you need is a cause.

Nothing is real.

Let the grave mound grow a little grass$$$ I always say; then its safe to look.

She stood there until something fell off the shelf inside her.

Then you must tell 'em dat love ain't somethin' lak uh grindstone dat's de same thing everywhere and do de same thing tuh everything it touch. Love is lak de sea. It's uh movin' thing$$$ but still and all$$$ it takes its shape from de shore it meets$$$ and it's different with every shore.

Love is lak de sea. Its uh movin thing$$$ but still and all$$$ it takes its shape from de shore it meets$$$ and its different with every shore.

People have a right to do anything that's not forbidden by law$$$ and there's no law against lying to you.

He felt like a helium balloon straining skyward on a slender string.