I got married in Florence, Italy. My husband and I were in love but totally broke, so we eloped and got married in Italy, where he was going on a business trip. We had to pull a guy off the street to...
You can never really know someone completely. That's why it's the most terrifying thing in the world, really - taking someone on faith, hoping they'll take you on faith too. It's such a precious balan...
Who the heck is Don Quick-oats?
What was the point of living so quietly you made no noise at all?
We create the illusions we need to go on. And one day, when they no longer dazzle or comfort, we tear them down, brick by glittering brick, until we are left with nothing but the bright light of hones...
Wanna rock you, girl, with a butterfly tunic. / No, I'm not gay, I'm just your emo enuch. / Gonna smile real shy, won't cop a feel, / 'cause I'm your virgin crush, your supersafe deal. / Let those oth...
Travel opens your mind as few other things do. It is its own form of hypnotism, and I am forever under its spell.
This is what they have in place of freedom—time and gossip. Their lives are small and careful. I do not wish to live this way. I should like to make my mark. To venture opinions that may not be polite...
This brings a fresh wave of tears. To my great surprise, Kartik wipes them away with his hand. he murmurs.I understand only a little Hindi, enough to know what he as said: . I've never known a braver...
They don't know what they're in for at Spence, getting me, a ghost of a girl who'll nod and smile and take her tea but who isn't really here.
There are times when one friend requires the blind faith of another...
The wind has shifted to the East. A storm isn't far off. I can smell the moisture in the air, a fetid, living thing. Isolated drops fall, licking at my hands, my face, my dress. The quests squawk in s...
The history of the land is a history of blood.In this history, someone wins and someone loses. There are patriots and enemies. Folk heroes who save the day. Vanquished foes who had it coming.It’s all...
The citizens rise and wash, shave and brush. They don stockings and dresses, pants, shirts, and suspenders. They button up their need. Affix their aspirations. Tuck histories neatly inside drawers, cr...
Soon I will take all you love and watch you burn. Sweet dreams, Object Reader.
Sometimes, Johannes would pop his head in the filing room and ask, Need anything? 'Yes. I would like you to ravage me here on the floor and swear your undying love to me.'No. Thanks. I'm good.
Some mornings, she’d wake and vow, . But by evening, her good intentions would have unraveled. She’d say the wrong thing or talk a little too loudly. She’d take a dare she shouldn’t, just to be notice...
So. Tell me, Marlowe tried gamely, what do you think is man’s greatest invention?Jericho turned his head just slightly toward Marlowe, looking him straight in the eye. God.
She never utters a sound even when she's crying, and that makes me a little sad. Doesn't seem right. When you cry, people should hear you. The world should stop.
She is the elephant’s eyebrows, Evie whispered appreciatively. Those jewels! How her neck must ache. That’s why Bayer makes aspirin, Mabel whispered back, and Evie smiled, knowing that even a socialis...