Findings:
- Susan Goldman, who has cervical cancer, is partly thankful as she braces herself but changes her mind as she's sprayed with burning jet fuel.
- She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
- Each thing she learned became part of herself, to be used over and over in new adventures
- she made them, like fire, expansible over all space
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- How I invented Anna and made her a character in all my stories
- She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
- Any woman who thinks she is pro-life should ask herself
- It’s herself she didn’t love
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- She is stupidly keeping herself a secret, when I know she has sparkly things to show me
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- In a quiet grove of pines under a frosty sky, he helped her out of the sack. She wore severe white hospital pajamas and was beautiful.
- The naked woman raises herself on her elbow and continues her monologue in the direction of the bath
- The walls she had built around herself cracked and crumbled
- I was throwing around useless proverbs when all she needed was to be held and told that she was beautiful
- she looked at me then whispered, we are all made of stardust
- I could tell by all of her dead house plants
- before the internet when teen had REAL relationship the boy could look at the girl and judge the diameter of her thorax with his feelers and determine whether the mating ritual could commence but NO MORE. evil woman use her computer sorcery
- she gave herself that holocaust haircut. cinnamon colored clippings cover the motel bedspread like sprinkles.
- She who makes the Moon the Moon and, whenever she is full, sets the dogs to howling all night long, and me with them.
- If we could build things out of concepts, I'd have pants made of lust
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- She threw out all my letters
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- She threw herself from the bed
- Someone set her face on fire and put it out with an anchor chain
- she left her handwriting all over the calendar
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- I Dropped Out of School, and All I Got Was This Necklace
- she had already found her party
- We all start out with the same alphabet. We are all unique.
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- The best phone call I could have made tonight
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- She always was devious in her beauty
- I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
- After the flood all the colors came out
- It will be a love story ... for she will be my heroine for all time
- All his front teeth knocked out, living a nightmare
- She could not live with or without him
- do you think i can get all my ideas out? so they aren't lost?
- All right, I'm God now. How do I get out of this mess?
- All That She Wants
- I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- The old man on the bench, for example, made her cry
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- the way she wears her weary
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- How to be strong for her, when all you want is to depend on her
- she seems bored with me after all this time
- I Fell Out of School, and All I Found Was This Necklace
- All of her seconds were unencumbered
- I could hear her thoughts
- Screaming Bullet of Compact Imported Death, or: How I Found Out My Mazda Protege Could Go 130mph
- All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
- She could hit four octaves above high-C, but she never performed in public
- She hit me like thunder, and I had to lie down until I could breathe again
- If you could see her through my eyes
- we're just trying to figure out what it all means
- Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine.
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- pull out all the stops
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- serene. She sips her tea
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- She Will Have Her Way
- I'm out; I'm free. Down here the night air is purple. What do I do with it all?
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- I came out here to remember it all
- Isn't it about time you grew out of all that juvenile screaming nonsense?
- A salted moment of memories smudged across my face, and I’ve already forgiven her. It’s all over now
- Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
- Of all the dorm rooms in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine.
- We've got all this beauty and just enough time to figure out how to destroy it.
- All her stiletto syllables
- Usually, if you've seen one bald man in a robe, you've seen 'em all, but most of them aren't burning alive from the inside out
- all she ever wanted
- she reads all day
- All of my patience are smart
- I could make a habit out of you
- If only I could get into her head
- Could you pick yourself out of a lineup?
- A really good sandwich that ideath could make to take to work with her
- if you buy into the wizard's bullshit, soon you're all standing waist-deep in things you didn't even know could exist and no one has any clue how to stop him
- Wouldn't it be nice if I could forget her
- My father never made promises he could not keep. My father never promised anything.
- StuartO))) has his head up his ass and could not write his way out of a wet paper sack
- She could be a businesswoman
- Her face could make the ocean ache
- All blues hail Mary with her roses...but you're their masterpiece
- She thought about giving him her heart
- The World I Made for Her
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
- For my last trick, I made her disappear
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- At night, her eyes closed, she would
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- Tender girl sipping and planning out her future
- If I'd have shot her when I met her, I'd be out of jail by now.
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- Her hips made waves against his shore
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- Including her knees and a dragon made from a sock
- An open letter to all the lousy fathers out there
- The cat (rumination of all that could have been)
- The Tale of Sweet Cab-ij and all that Happened to Her
- We all start out innocent and race to lose it.
- All that’s left of her is black print
- She was pain and pleasure all at once, wrapped up in needles and Ramones T-shirts
- All he left her was alone
- All the things she had at one point wanted to be
- There's husbandry in heaven; their candles are all out.
- God made the integers, all else is the work of man
- list all the subsets of a given set
- confusion in her eyes that says it all
- lest she lose all else
- All right. She can fly circles around Uranus, but where's the bathroom?
- And All That Could Have Been
- She was buttery. She was asking for it. She was delicious. Let's all give in.
- Her lack of response opened a gate through which my mind started to wander, into a wilderness where the shadows all had teeth...
- all life is no more than a match struck in the dark and blown out again
- maybe everything will work out after all
- All of my patients are smart
- My life's got rags, my life's got riches. They've all been mixed together for so long it's hard to tell them apart.
- and when all the stars have fallen one last time and the skies are crumbling into my hands and the sirens are bleeding out on the beaches and the earth fades; you will remain
- All out
- My preconceived view of perfection could not accommodate her.
- She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
- Oh, it turns out YOU have to do all your own driving
- Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her
- Anyone could know just by watching her silent moves
- Then you could make out every time there's a Jewish holiday!
- Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her as a firework
- We pander to each other because we love each other so much and we'd do anything to keep each other and it's made us sensitive and it's fucking killing us all.
- she likes to dance on the edge. it's all she's known and she won't change now
- About the things you could not show her
- If only I'd thought of the right words, I could have held on to your heart
- A day like this could make a Transcendentalist out of anyone
- I wish when I closed a book I could set it on the shelf and know it was really over
- So she could feel as if she had danced
- She could run a spiel like nobody's business. She could sell the world and make you wish for more.
- She left me on the boardwalk with my head held in my hands.
- I could never draw but they made me an artist
- The Things She Could Forget, If I'd Forget Them Too
- Her smile could light up a three-story building
- as time goes to infinity, all truths come out
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- so that all her children will be adventurers in light
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- She flies with her own wings
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- when still her eyes held water
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