Divers are furious.

Then sane... and dead.

We don't want to believe what we know.

As the trees crave tranquility in the ever persistent wind, the child craves the care of its ever absent parents.

Actions speak louder than words.

Actually enormous ambitions, but that's all, for the moment.

instead of

Because I'm here with you. Women prefer him, as a rule.

I couldn't take my eyes off them.

Not running from loss, but entering grief, surrendering to sorrow.

Who has time? We can't walk out on her without a goodbye.

That goes without saying.

And there are others.

Not for me,

Obviously!

Not adam.

Not me!

And they're actually immune to lots of evidence.

Their bulls breed without fail. Their cows calve, and don't miscarry.

Their bulls breed without fail. Their cows calve, and don't miscarry.

Their bull gendereth, and faileth not their cow calveth, and casteth not her calf.

Their bull gendereth, and faileth not their cow calveth, and casteth not her calf.

I am just unlucky. And I wore out the others.

You said I...

He won't let me have a gun, and he'll only play touch football with me, never tackle.

And no sweat, this is not good.

You don't like it very much, do you?

It would feel wrong not to take it.

Rather than keeping quiet.

The point is to not hate ourselves for having them.

And they were sort, you know, blinding glimpse of bleeding obvious.

However, the injustices were evident.

He thinks and argues about them instead of moping.

It was never him.

He left without saying goodbye.

But not now!

Why not the hat too?

It isn't anything else.

You're just saying that. No.

Instead of me.

Rather than being pitied for.

You weren't, you know.

And I don't care.

Insincerely, too

Neither was the man created for the woman but the woman for him.