What a trajedy to be a martyr for love, yet we worship the characters anyways because they remind us of how we struggled.
And if there is one last thing I would have you know before we reach these final pages, it's that sometimes, no matter how hard we try, no matter how hard we want it to be so, sometimes there is no su...
Through the stillness they heard the church clock striking five.Oh, Ethan, it's time! she cried.He drew her back to him. Time for what? You don't suppose I'm going to leave you now?If I missed my trai...
The end of the idyll was implicit in the beginning: I at least knew that, though you might not. And also that the more enchanted the idyll the greater must be the pain of its ending. That won’t endure...