“William, my sweet William! I want him.”
“I am the red wheelbarrow of communism. William Carlos Williams wrote a poem about me.”
“Exhausted after a full day of treating patients, William Carlos Williams angrily answered the phone. “Doctor,” said a woman’s voice, “my child has swallowed a mouse.” “Then get him to swallow a cat,” he replied, and slammed down the receiver.”
“Concerned about my safety, are you? -William Herondale.”
“William”
“It's not that I want to work for Williams-Sonoma, per se, it's just that you guys have the money and I don't.”