“Maybe it was the way she only reached his shoulder that sent protectiveness surging up to his jugular, while somehow—at the very same time—he wanted to seek refuge in her.”
― Fix Her Up
― Fix Her Up
“Suddenly, as she ate, a strange comparison entered my head. For just a second I saw Persephone, pomegranate in hand. Dooming herself to the underworld.
Is that who I was? Hades himself, coveting springtime, stealing it, condeming it to endless night. I tried unsuccessfully to shake the impression.”
― Midnight Sun
Is that who I was? Hades himself, coveting springtime, stealing it, condeming it to endless night. I tried unsuccessfully to shake the impression.”
― Midnight Sun
“I recognise the place, I feel at home here, but I don't belong. I am of, and not of, this place.”
― A New World Order : Selected Essays
― A New World Order : Selected Essays
“She realized he looked more at home sitting at her desk than she did. How did he manage it? Somehow, he found a way to mark whatever space he occupied. He might as well lift his leg when he walked into a room.”
― Match Me If You Can
― Match Me If You Can
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