Now she's shacked up with some artist who makes sculpture from dried bodily fluids.

Posterical: funny in retrospect.

thanks: Mark

Tattered teacups and broken moonlight, the teardrop fairy drifts away.

And that was enough, just to have been there, to have felt its essence.

If the pen is mightier than the sword, then the computer keyboard is doubly so; and now with the Internet we have turned that might upon ourselves.

To create, one must first forget that everything is already perfectly in its place.

"I'll be with you in just a moment," were the last words he ever said.

If time is money, then the love of time is the root of all evil.

She looked so sincere; I hated myself for laughing.

Do even mushroom clouds have silver linings?

There's nothing more endearing, nor more infuriating, than an unfounded belief.

And those eyes, searching for something I wish I could give.

Experiencing a place by car is like enjoying a meal with a cigarette.

I went back the next night, but he wasn't there.

Every moment must seek its fullness.

As I thumbed through the volumes on the shelf, I paused, perplexed, at "Chicken Soup for the Vegetarian Soul".

wit.soul == brevity

Before the concert, he spent more time practicing his facial contortions than his guitar.

thanks: Christina

Imagine the stork really did bring babies. Now imagine somebody has just invented pregnancy and childbirth. Your assignment: create an ad campaign to market this new procedure.

Of all the imaginary friends I know, I like yours the best.

Believe me, you light one candle and pretty soon they expect you to light another, and another. . . Best to just curse the darkness and be done with it.

As our bus pulled up to a stop, I heard the squeal of tires. "Bang!" came the driver's voice over the loudspeaker, "Everyone, take a look out the back of the bus; we almost got paid today!" Sure enough, there was an SUV inches away from us, white knuckles on the steering wheel.

Maybe birds have a rich vocabulary and complex grammar, but in the end have only one thing they actually want to say.

If stability breeds complacency, and complacency breeds turmoil, and turmoil breeds resiliency, and resiliency breeds stability, which one should I hope for?

She was so long and slender, with such elegant features, that the missing finger on her left hand seemed almost to be a design element, more a matter of aerodynamics than any past tragedy.

Evenings, we would pass around the fried zucchini.

She loved to taunt them; she rode their anger like ocean waves.

Turns out, failure is an option.

They say, "Living well is the best revenge," but what if I don't want vengeance?

She clung to the hope that the dress could say what she felt the rest of her could not; that she was beautiful and worthy of attention.

Only the best for my guests. I pulled out my copy of "Cooking with Processed Foods" and opened to "Delicious cafe mocha when all you have are Cocoa Krispies and coffee ice cream."