“I could wear color again now. I could dance again, sit in the front row of church again, visit friends again, all with the approval of Those Who Supposedly Knew Better.”
“So I'm gonna write it down to scream it out, and I'm never gonna be the same again. Fear is the color you've all exposed, now I gotta get up here and prove the importance of my clothes of my pose. I suppose, again.”
“I could imagine it. I could remember it. But I couldn't see it again, and it occured to me that the voracious ambition of humans is never sated by dreams coming true, because there is always the thought that everything might be done better and again.”
“If I could do it all again, I'd be a plumber.”
“Did something happen to the sanctity of your church again?"My eye twitched. "Newt broke it so she could look in my closet." Again.”
“Melancholy,my old friend,visits frequent,once again.”