In The Dark Beside Me, She Smelled

Amsterdam Is Like The Rings Of A Tree: It Gets Older As You Get Closer To The Center.

All The Things Paper-thin And Paper-frail, And All The People Too.

Is It Still Cool To Go To The Mall?' She Asked. 'i Take Quite A Lot Of Pride In Not Knowing What's Cool,' I Answered.

I Told Him They Built A Statue Of Schultz, And Then He Said That A Monument Is Cold Comfort To A Dead Man, And Then I Said That The Statue Was Built Not For Schultz, But For Us--to Remind Us How To Be Human.

I'm A Bad Boyfriend. She's A Bad Girlfriend. We Deserve Each Other.