Findings:
- I want to give all our smiling-bedroom-eye photographs away to strangers
- I will love them all even after they are long gone
- Where are you, caught up in the burden of it all
- Where have all the poets gone?
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- How do you articulate the in between stages where you feel you're left hanging?
- Silence envies all our words
- Where Have All the Flowers Gone?
- Amish quilters aren't arrogant after all, I reckon
- Where Have All the Catherines Gone?
- All Our Songs Sound The Same
- All England Lawn Tennis Club
- The hope that life isn't simply what remains after we have locked our childhoods away.
- It's cold at the intersection, and all you feel is the wind
- all our tasks are finite
- Where Have All the Giant Radioactive Lizards Gone?
- All right. She can fly circles around Uranus, but where's the bathroom?
- Among strangers who will say so many things to fill our ears
- Having gotten myself into a position where I can have my cake and eat it too, I feel a strong compulsion to get up from the table
- we all spend ten years trying to find our voice
- our concept of knowledge
- Where are those polar bears getting all that Coca-Cola?
- she seems bored with me after all this time
- Primate of All England
- Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
- Now Thank We All Our God
- It is not our noise at all, but we are lucky to be listening
- after all these years
- Strangers are unwittingly saving my life in 1000 little ways all day long.
- I feel the way bank robbers must feel before they go out on that last job that ends up getting them all killed. That is to say, optimistic.
- Where are all the menstrual huts when you need them?
- Where are all the women photographers?
- "All these years," he said, "I've been opening the window and making love to the world."
- All My Friends Are Going to Be Strangers
- Hello lovely fool where have you been all this time.
- And after all that time, as with all superheroes, you will not have aged a single day.
- We meet ourselves time and again in a thousand disguises on the path we took to avoid our destiny
- all our instruments are working
- Having gotten myself into a position where I can have my cake and eat it too, I feel no compulsion to get up from the table
- will our souls remember where we said we'd meet?
- We are the servants of our muse, and we toil where she commands
- Making someone feel loved
- all of our suffering is nothing more than resistance to this very moment
- flowers come from the ground, where their souls are trapped all winter
- maybe everything will work out after all
- After the flood all the colors came out
- I feel disillusionment creeping up on me like the day after a 21st birthday. A deep sigh of shallow disappointment.
- And our cars all jumped forward like bottles on a table thumped by a drunk
- Look where all this talking got us, baby
- moment after moment, we have to find our own way
- Human After All
- We are all linked in our loneliness
- Consolation Prize: In the aftermath of the Seattle Debauch, we all must do our part
- Where are all the time travelers?
- Where are all the stupid Americans?
- Books to read in the bath: Avoid waterdamage at all costs
- Where are all the women with abysmal self-esteem?
- All Creatures of Our God and King
- England after Bannockburn
- We should all know what it is to hold death in our hands.
- Every morning when I wake up, I feel guilty for all the things I have ever been
- Where the floodwaters went after the flood was over
- If infinite alternate Universes exist, then where are all the visitors?
- This all started with our hands underneath the table
- We'd all be better off if shaking hands were making love, and children were found in the cabbage patch.
- Words are the mirrors of our discontents merely; they contain all the huge unhatched eggs of the world's sorrows.
- Nah, these random encounters with beautiful strangers won't destroy me at all. But I guess I thought it'd be a good way to die at the time.
- She said the dance is a prayer. A prayer to toss into the tide all the weight of oblivion and humiliation. This is not a dance for one, fool - where are you?
- Her lack of response opened a gate through which my mind started to wander, into a wilderness where the shadows all had teeth...
- All of our lives are spent buying memories
- Where have all the cute young nurses gone?
- Flesh and blood after all: part 3
- this is where we all came to be
- I try to avoid making things more dead
- He was confirming to himself that they were laughing with him after all
- sinners underneath our awkward skylights
- Where All the Birds Sit
- All Our Wrong Todays
- Feel Like A Stranger
- Making the Movies XXXVIII The Movie Firing Line in England
- We left our dead where they lay and the sand preserved them
- After dark vapours have oppressed our plains
- Our minds bend and twist in the wind, our bodies fall apart, and the ghosts we leave behind have only one question: Where Have You Been?
- throw away words we catch in cages where our hearts should be
- if we are to be lies, we will be lies of our own making
- MyBase and other VB.NET concepts designed to make you feel like a five year old
- after all white horses are in bed
- After all, who looks at the sky anymore?
- Making the Movies XVII Filming Earthquakes -- Before and After
- All the feels (e2poll)
- Flesh and blood after all: part 2
- Flesh and blood after all: a story in pieces
- Awkward as a silent breakfast after a one night stand
- We do more after 2am than most people do all day.
- after
- after the therapy
- After the torchlight red on sweaty faces
- What will occur the day after Windows NT becomes open source
- What happens to milk after cheese?
- After Y2K
- After Dark
- Night After Night
- I will be the first thing you will be thinking about after you wake
- Twenty Years After
- After damp
- After Hours
- The morning after
- After The Race - 2
- Tomorrow is the day after I wake up
- Dr. Bloodmoney or How We Got Along After the Bomb
- After Great Pain a Formal Feeling Comes
- Sending home Japanese Canadians after WWII
- morning after sheets
- The Day after Tomorrow
- After Effects
- The first five minutes after I wake up
- like mushrooms after a warm April rain
- Clean up after the Baby Boomers
- After Apple-Picking
- Double space after a period at the end of a sentence
- After Auschwitz
- People with programming languages named after them
- Talking after breathing in helium from balloons
- Boy named after website
- Time After Time
- It's hard to go back to reality after 10 hours of coding
- Upon Hearing Your Sighs After Reading Alice Walker Together
- May those who are born after me
- after and missing
- Why are estate agents so superior, after all they ARE estate agents?
- After all, the Bible says Jesus' first miraculous sign was to make 180 gallons of wine for a party!
- Live After Death
- whoring after other gods
- Your angel stayed long after everything else was gone
- The ability of planarian worms to run a maze more successfully after being fed the remains of a successful worm
- November and Everything After
- Going After Cacciato
- After love
- Why a stolen car is never the same after it's recovered
- After a six-month diet of blues and greys I was back to white. I was an empty plate.
- After today, for two people, the world will never be the same
- Always after Barnes and Noble
- chasing after foolish entanglements
- In the light - After Midnight
- Years After Landing
- And then night was here, after a day of measured breathing, and I could forget about breathing because the waiting was done
- In the Coffee Shop after Paradise
- The most comfortable position to assume after one has been kicked in the junk
- The Day After Christmas, or Santa's Workshop, Inc.
- Oh, did you learn to play chess after YOU dropped a barbell on your head, too?
- First Observation After a Nap
- You Never Wash Up After Yourself
- The silence after someone leaves
- I Before E Except After C
- On an airplane from Birmingham to Salt Lake City, after Christmas with family
- One problem with being born really soon after Christmas
- Morning After Pill
- Why you shouldn't smoke immediately after surgery
- Like as a huntsman after weary chase
- The summer after high school
- After Magritte
- There's no such thing as happily ever after.
- after ski
- After Hours Trading
- Is There Life After High School?
- Los Angeles after the rain
- St. Distaff's Day; or the Morrow after Twelfth-Day
- London After Midnight
- 'I'm crushing your head!' error appears after leaving open a pop-up slider
- Grotesque (After The Gramme)
- fluorescence recovery after photobleaching (FRAP)
- Running after cars
- After The Movie
- after the funeral
- Loophole Abusing a Magic Cauldron, Chapter 11: Where Are you Going, My Little One?
- Everything is supposed to be quiet after a massacre
- Smoking a cigarette after having an orgasm
- Do not take advice from someone named after a reentry vehicle
- The first against the wall after the Revolution came
- 500 Years After
- Sex after pregnancy
- Applauding after a movie
- African-American schools after Brown: what changed?
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