. . . things whose perishing had been arrested by their power to make her love them.
The Name of the WorldI only know one story. But oftentimes small pieces seem to be stories themselves.
The Name of the WindManaging games comes second. Managing people comes first.
Where Nobody Knows Your Name: Life In the Minor Leagues of BaseballWhat’s your name, then? ”Tessa looked at him in disbelief. “What’s my name?” “Don’t you know it?
Clockwork Angel