And

And now that I have carried this history so far in my own character and introduced these personages to the reader, I shall for the convenience of the narrative detach myself from its further course, and leave those who have prominent and necessary parts in it to speak and act for themselves.

And who? Would it be you? Would it be me? Would we be in the future or in the past? Would we be now? And than what? And where?

such a small word for such a rich world: It can double all the joy of life with just saying me AND you!

Hey the show ain't over
till the fat lady sings
been searchin' all my life
for my angel wings
well I'm not so young
and I'm not so thin
but something's happening deep within

and it ain't over

If you get what you pay for
then who should I play for?

The left arm just ain't strong enough
to do the right one in
which hand will rule the day?
which side is gonna win?
the right eye shines with brilliance
the left one cries and weeps
you wanna give up your guitar fingers
you better be willing to play for keeps

and it aint' over

more than once and less than five
just not cut out to take that dive

and it ain't over

It ain't over till it's over
we'll be rolling through the clover
through the mud and through the stars
through the fields and towns and bars
some times fat and some times thin
sometimes out and sometime in

and it ain't over
this show ain't over

Alive and singin' while I'm dyin'
though it's not for lack of tryin'

and it ain't over

And: the link
a door between worlds
the inclusive
state of being

And suddenly there was only silence. She looked at him, not having anything to say while he hopelessly drowned in her.

One can't do much in the face of 'and' but sit and wait for the next thing.

Alsways in the middle between two close friends, I felt like an and. Now look there in that hill, there's millions of them.

'And what made you ask it of me? Suppose I should tell you wrong?'