If the bee disappeared off the face of the earth, man would only have four years left to live.
The Life of the BeeShe said she had to leave in four minutes. I said, Great! Let’s have sex twice.
Sleepwalking is resterciseWho would have guessed that four minutes could change everything?
The Statistical Probability of Love at First SightI have panicked unnecessarily in all four corners of the globe.
The Psychopath Test: A Journey Through the Madness IndustryThere are at least four distinct lines of proof in the Bible that the Holy Spirit is a person.
The Person and Work of The Holy SpiritHe sang 'Stairway to Heaven' in four different languages but never knew where that staircase stood.
Reservation BluesWriter’s block, I just drove around it four times. All my favorite writers live there.
This Book is Not FOR SALEIf I had chlorophyll instead of blood, I’d have ivy in my IV (not Roman numeral four).
This Book Has No TitleShe walked beside Jared, four inches of rain-dashed darkness between her hanging wrist and his.
UnspokenWhen one woman doesn't speak, other women get hurt.
When Women Were Birds: Fifty-four Variations on VoiceMy voice is born repeatedly in the fields of uncertainty.
When Women Were Birds: Fifty-four Variations on VoiceWord by word, the language of women so often begins with a whisper.
When Women Were Birds: Fifty-four Variations on VoiceBut harboring regrets is making love to the past, and there is no movement here.
When Women Were Birds: Fifty-four Variations on Voice