Findings:
- When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
- From the brightness before Him passed His thick clouds
- I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
- Separate the wheat from the chaff
- Any man can handle adversity. If you want to test his character, give him power.
- Daylight separates our dreams from our flaws
- I Was Kidnapped By Lesbian Pirates from Outer Space
- He stretched out his arms but she was not there
- So there I was, naked and hiding, facing the dissertation committee from the Isle of Lesbos
- The first time I saw him was I emit tsal ehT
- born under candlelight just from the edge of a knife, was it a life? or was it a light at all?
- You can only watch as his heart is coaxed from his chest to his sleeve
- I didn't have the heart to tell him I was lying about taco night, but at least the hellhound made some friends
- collecting on old debts from when mom was a loan shark
- Do you not see that if we kill him with the pill from the till by making with it the drug in the jug, you need not light the candle with the handle on the gateau from the chateau!
- What I deduced from his reading matter
- This book was stolen from the Harvard College Library. It was later recovered. The thief was sentenced to two years at hard labor.
- I knew enough about him to know his name and what kind of snowball he could make
- I was Chris to him
- tiny alien ideas sprout in his brain, like baby incisors erupting from his testicles
- My man was shot for his sheep coat
- His love was enormous; it cleared rooms that desperately wanted to be full.
- Jesus said, "I love him, for he is my brother." He was talking about everyone.
- the magic that was meant to capture the outlaw instead transformed him into a monster
- There once was a man from St. Paul
- His eyes look out at me from people that I meet
- The trail of its demise was visible from the surf.
- If her secrets spilled from her eyes into his
- Amakuni once drew an old sword of his from a box, suddenly overjoyed by something he had cast aside.
- I was less than one hundred footsteps away from you I suppose
- Letter from Nicola Sacco to his counsel, August 18, 1924
- If my roommate doesn't keep his hands off my shit, I'm gonna fuck him up
- if a bird is never free from his cage, then his world is only his name
- It didn't matter what star it came from, just the familiar warmth of the sunlight on his face
- I married him because he was not mean
- I had to call my father this evening and tell him I was dying.
- His mind went blank against the flesh next to him
- You Should Never Have Asked Him About His Job!
- I used to think of sobriety as a purgatory, and that to be under the influence of drugs was relief from it. Now that I'm older I believe the opposite to be true.
- The day we were married the leftover doves from his days of being a magician hummed little love songs in the attic
- Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
- He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
- The cult leader poured himself a drink and started on about his plans, and I wondered how the priest was getting on
- How Candide Escaped from the Bulgarians and What Befell Him Afterward
- I was floating in the ocean of his eyes.
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- His mother is slowly killing him.
- How my Father was excommunicated from the LDS Church
- It was daylight when you looked up from your ditch
- Fruit cut from the vine, forgot and left to rot, long before it was time
- I tiptoe back into myself so I can run from what I was
- She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
- From each according to his abilities, to each according to his needs
- His voice is like something from a distant age, the voice of the earth itself, the voice of a tree, the voice of a stone.
- His memory perishes from the earth, and he has no name in the street.
- I learned never to empty the well of my writing, but always to stop when there was still something there in the deep part of the well, and let it refill at night from the springs that fed it.
- I was shaking, but not from the cold
- Sorry to eat and run, but I've got to go stop Lincoln from killing Hitler in his crib
- all I ever learned from love was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
- The Man Who Flew Into Space From His Apartment
- Which God was cooler, the one from the Old Testament or the one from the New Testament?
- The Architect Erects his Time-Proof Temple from the Inside
- what separates us from the fabric of spacetime?
- The Story of the Envious Man and of Him Who Was Envied
- How Candide Found His Old Master Pangloss Again and What Happened to Him
- He was confirming to himself that they were laughing with him after all
- It was a reasonable chat, I let him have it alone
- Before I was consciously thinking of him, my body was
- a bit of ash in his face keeps him warm
- I was trying to show him my insides, you know. I like to share.
- his whole life, like a thundercloud, out in front of him
- The sparkle of this angled blossoming was invading the Earth, and Vug said, "It's spring!" I kissed him.
- Then I poked him in his sunburn
- How I was thrown from a car at 45 mph
- With him it was always like
- To Him the law is everything. Even today, lawyers are His favorites.
- He was there, and then he wasn't, and with him went those memories
- all it cost him was a Penny
- a constant, low wind trembles through him, catching his words and sending them out into the world
- His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
- Johnny Clueless was there, with his Simulated Wood-Grain
- It Was a Lover and His Lass
- because his heart was heavy, closing, like a tired eyelid
- but you had his eyes and that was sort of almost enough
- When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
- As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
- It was the tree that gave him away.
- unfortunately, his entire corpus was composed in English, and so has been lost to the ravages of time
- His collection of substances that should not exist was stolen. The thieves then killed themselves 1000 times over.
- His version was better
- Finding the origin of a Hotmail message
- Removed from humanity, I realized I was just another distraction
- The Brethren
- Brethren of Purity
- Brethren of Steel
- Plan 9 from Outer Space
- 3rd Rock from the Sun
- Bastard Operator from Hell
- You're not from around here, are you?
- Theme from Shaft
- Redo from start
- Notes from the Underground
- from scratch
- Argument from Non-Belief
- Polaroids from the Dead
- Hating religion is different from hating an ethnic group
- Escape from L.A.
- Zev
- Steady Sounds from the Underground
- Exile: Escape From the Pit
- An eternity spent apart from God
- Getting Saved From the Sixties
- There once was a man from Nantucket
- Having run away from a wedding reception
- Home away from home
- Withdraw yourself from the situation
- freedom from suffering
- Letters from my mother
- God won't take the time to sort your ashes from mine
- Playing hooky from the family
- The view from my room
- You Forget Sometimes There Was Sunshine Back Then
- away from me
- Emergency evacuation of soul and bicycle from suburbia
- The lost scene from Austin Powers 2
- Snapple Sun
- From Hell
- Why I am going to pretend I am a girl online from now on
- Escape From Staten Island
- Sending mail from a cell phone
- A Letter from Grant Richards to James Joyce, April 23, 1906
- Letters from a Savior; Offer for a few
- From Ritual to Romance
- strictly from hunger
- Will the distant future see a removal from linear thought?
- A Letter from Grant Richards to James Joyce, May 1, 1906
- What I want from life
- From a Letter to Stanislaus Joyce, September 1905
- From a Letter from Stanislaus Joyce to James Joyce, October 10, 1905
- From a Letter to Grant Richards, October 15, 1905
- Where the hell did that font come from?
- Excerpts from the Marion Barry Crack Tape
- Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus
- If you can't spell, you're an idiot. "Original ideas" don't come from idiots.
- pajamas from the dryer
- Any sufficiently advanced music is indistinguishable from MIDI
- Swear words from science fiction
- From a Letter from Grant Richards to James Joyce, May 10, 1906
- FTP from my dreams
- Just some more jokes from the Necronomicon
- The Girl from Ipanema
- Talking after breathing in helium from balloons
- Concerning a Stranger from Spaceland
- Things that hang from people's mirrors
- Blast From the Past
- With a Little Help from My Friends
- From my cold dead hands
- Voice from the Great Depression
- how to protect yourself from date rape drugs
- He said 'tentacle porn', so I stuck my dick in a toaster and went from there
- Scenes from "Politian"
- An envelope from the previous systems administrator
- Drawing an Affirmative Conclusion From a Negative Premise
- Visitors From Oz
- News from the Libertarian Party
- Men are from Earth. Women are from Earth. Deal with it.
- LPPR: Remembering the dead from the war on drugs
- Things I've learned from Everything
- How to watch the stars from a secluded island
- The day porn moved from film to video
- Making life from simple household chemicals
- Tales from Alton Towers
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