It’s So Much More Romantic To End

I Wonder Why People So Commonly Suppose That If Two Individuals Are Both Writers They Must Therefore Be Hugely Congenial.

But If You Call Me Anne, Please Call Me Anne With An 'e'.

I Don't Like Green Christmases. They're Not Green—they're Just Nasty Faded Browns And Grays.

But [sorrows] Won't Get The Better Of You If You Face 'em Together With Love And Trust. You Can Weather Any Storm With Them Two For Compass And Pilot.

Nothing Worth While Is Every Easy Come By.