It's A Cruel World, Don't

My Children Were All Made From Paper And Printer's Ink.

She Pressed Her Hand Against Her Chest. No Heart. So Where Did The Love She Felt Come From?

A Book Always Keeps Something Of Its Owner Between Its Pages.

Don't Let It Worry You, Not Being Able To Speak,'dustfinger Had Often Told Her. 'people Tend Not To Listen Anyway, Right?

A Thousand Enemies Outside The House Are Better Than One Within. Arab Proverb