The words which express our faith and piety are not definite; yet they are significant and fragrant like frankincense to superior natures.

He bent and laid his lips on her hands, which were cold and lifeless. She drew them away, and he turned to the door, found his coat and hat under the faint gas-light of the hall, and plunged out into the winter night bursting with the belated eloquence of the inarticulate.

There is nothing cool about “used to be cool.

Some of the best songs I&#39;ve written, I&#39;ve written in 10 minutes.

Written By Christine McVie

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