He returns my smile. His teeth are beautiful, the loveliest I've seen so far on these streets.
I ALMOST KISSED THE GIRL LAST NIGHT.
But every now and then, when I steal a glance at the Girl, or feel her eyes on me, I helplessly drift back to thinking about her.
I'm supposed to hate you for what you did, I think. But her eyes linger on me in a way that refuses to let me.
June," Day murmurs. I feel a strange warmth at the sound of my name on his lips.
In the mirror, I look the same. But I am a different person inside.I am a prodigy who knows the truth. I know exactly what I'm going to do.
A cynic by experience, a romantic by inclination and now a hero by necessity.
I don't know if anyone's ever told you this", he begins. He doesn't blush, and his eyes don't dart away. Instead I find myself staring into a pair of oceans - one perfect, the other blemished by that tiny ripple. "You're very attractive." I've been c...
Forever and ever, kid, until you're sick and tired of seeing me.
Why now? Why not? Live or die, a man and a woman need love. There is a need in the race. We need to share. To belong. Perhaps you will die before the year is out. But remember this: to have may be taken from you, to have had never. Far better to have...
In any broth, the scum [politicians] always rises to the top.
It's strange being here with you. I hardly know you. But...sometimes it feels like we're the same person born into two different worlds.
War. Such a little word, such a depth of agony. Blood, death, conquest, starvation, plague, and horror.
