Rose, Do You Think I'd Do Anything

We Can't Stop Living Because Other People Are Dead.

... Imperfection Would Get Me Farther Than Perfection.

He Flipped The Dail, And I Crossed My Arms Over My Chest As Some Vaguely European-sounding Band Sang About How Video Had Killed The Radio Star. I Wished Someone Would Kill This Radio.

You're In An Awfully Good Mood," He Observed. "was There A Sale At Khakis-r-us?

Despite His Cynical Exterior, He Had A Good Heart-and Lissa Owned Most Of It.