She looks at him (Andrew) with such love in her eyes.

Some of them were so covered in feces you could not tell what color they really were.

His story is extra special because if he was any place else, he probably wouldn't be on this earth. We're really happy about it.

It made you feel bad he was always getting passed up.

Those black eyes I once so praised
Now are hard and sharp and cold;
Where's the love that through them blazed?
Where's the tenderness of old?

I've tried my best to love you all, all you hypocrites and whores with your eyes on each other and locks on your doors.