Luck Is Luck ... What We Do

You Bring The Color And The Life. It's A Lucky Man Who Is Offered That Color And Life, And A Wise One Who Values It.

...those Who Love Suffer When Who They Love Suffers.

When You Love Someone, You Have To Be With Them, Don't You? To Be Part Of Their Life, To Have Them Be Part Of Yours." Glory In Death

Three Weeks Hadn't Changed Cop Central. The Coffee Was Still Poisonous, The Noise Abominable, And The View Out Of Her Stingy Window Was Still Miserable. She Was Thrilled To Be Back.

I’ve Never Been The One. Not For Anybody.” He Closed The Distance Between Them. “you’ll Get Used To It.” He Tipped Her Face Up To His, Kissed Her. “why? Why Am I The One?” “because My Life Opened Up, And It Flooded With Color When You Walked Back Into It.