To me, the glass is half-empty some days and half-full on others. Sometimes it's bone-dry. Or overflowing. — Mary Alice Monroe Copy Share Image
I carefully lay out the provisions. One thin black sleeping bag that reflects body heat. A pack of crackers. A pack of… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
In real life I'm bone dry and when I play I'm a mango and in sex I'm starving to be a dripping… — Tori Amos Copy Share Image
