Finally there is nothing here for death to take away.
Beauty is nothing$$$ beauty won't stay. You don't know how lucky you are to be ugly$$$ because if people like you$$$ you know it's for something else.
He who hesitates is poor!
She was learning to love moments. To love moments for themselves.
What the world stigmatizes as romantic is often more nearly allied to the truth than is commonly supposed.
Most beds aren't as intimate as people think they are.
I made promises to you that I'm not sure I can keep.
Imagination and fiction make up more than three quarters of our real life.
It was true what they had been saying: if people remember you$$$ then you're not dead. It was very comforting.
Erudition: Dust shaken out of a book into an empty skull