He was in love with Eve and ran around like some kind of inter dimensional Dr. Who with a sonic screw loose.
Aura," he whispered, "I wish I could wipe away just one of your tears. Then I'd feel like a person again. Like I'm something more than a bunch of light.
Aura, I'm really patient, but I'm not a bloody saint. -Zachary
I shook my head. She kissed my cheek, then on her way out patted Zachary's shoulder in a way that said, If you upset Aura in her weakened state, I will end you.
I promise I'll never tell." "Don't promise that," he said in an ultraserious voice. "If they try to hurt you and the only way to protect yourself is to tell them what you know about me, then you tell them. Straight off, okay?" "No." "Promise me." "No...
Go ahead, God, you fat, filthy motherfucker, lightning-bolt my ass into oblivion if you're so tough!
Beautiful doesn't begin to describe it. A flower is beautiful. But this is beautiful the way that a person is beautiful- terrifying with its jagged edges, yet seductive with its crevices that hide so many secrets.
Shut up. You should remember, you’re my bitch tonight.
I'm more of a dog person. But I admire cats and their ability to take so much while giving so little.
Ignorance is the world's most curable affliction.
Lord Ironman, please play tonsil hockey with me, just this one time. There, does that make you happy?
It's why I went into teaching in the first place. I like the sound of my own voice. Well that, and I am addicted to the smell of chalk and white-board markers.
Sorry," she said. "I have a psychological disorder that prevents me from keeping thoughts inside my head where they belong.
This time of year," she said, "people’s consciences gnaw at them. They give away truckloads of canned goods and quote Dickens and wring their hands over the ‘less fortunate.’" We boarded the Metro and took seats perpendicular to each other. "Bu...
