If You Tell Me I'm Sensible In

The Man That Put That Hurt Look In Your Eyes, Could Be Worth Everything, Or Nothing At All.

Pretending The Past Doesn't Exist Is As Bad As Living In It.

In All The Illusions, You're The Only Truth That I Need

...if I Don't Have Twenty Or Thirty Books Right Here, Waiting To Be Read, I Start Jonesing. That's My Compulsion.

And Still She Felt More Confident At The Prospect Of Taking On The Russian Mafia Than She Did Attending A Backyard Barbecue.