Star of my life, to the stars your face is turned;
Would I were the heavens, looking back at you with ten thousand eyes.
I don't like to cross dead people out of my address book. I put them in square brackets.
A cheese may disappoint. It may be dull, it may be naive, it may be oversophisticated. Yet it remains cheese,…
Anything Can Happen You could have gone off the Bloor Street viaduct I could have been run down in the…