But Chance Runs Like A River Through

I Believe There Is Something On This Earth That You Desire More Than Anything, And It Isn't Me.

I Raised My Hands, Trying To Shush Her. "don't Shush Me," She Said, Eyes Blazing. "i Hate Being Shushed.

I Poo Poo The Chit.' The Attendant Looked Stunned. 'you Cannot Poo-poo The Chit!' I Do.' Kate Said Solemnly. 'i Do Poo-poo.' We'll Walk.

I'm Cursed With This Puritanical Streak That Makes Me Want Everything To Be About Something. It's A Terrible Affliction.

You Flatter Me Shamelessly. I Like It. Good.