In The Fairy Tale You Mentioned Last

If Only I Could Visit You As A Foreigner Goes Into A New Country, Learn The Language Of You, Wander Past All Borders Into Every Private And Secret Place, I Would Stay Forever. I Would Become A Citizen Of You.

He Stared At Me With Bitter Understanding. We Both Knew There Was No Room In This For Friendship. Nothing Left But Childhood History.

...even Though You Said Yes To The Wrong Man, I Hope That Won't Cause You To Say No To The Right One.

Everyone Striving To Be Witty And Sought-after, Everyone Talking And No One Listening.

The Span Of Three Or Four Minutes Is Pretty Insignificant In The Scheme Of Things. People Lose Hundreds Of Minutes Everyday, Squandering Them On Trivial Things. But Sometimes In Those Fragments Of Time, Something Can Happen You'll Remember The Rest Of Your Life.