... he had never once been frightened of a living one before. They were too fragile, too easily broken and dismantled: They had bones that broke and skin that tore and hearts that gave up with a sigh and rolled over.

“I met an Invalid,and fell for his artHe showed me his smile, and went straight …”

“Live free or die.Four words. Thirteen letters. Ridges, bumps, swirls under my f…”

“...los libros prohibidos son mucho más que eso. Algunos de ellos son redes; pue…”

“There was one painting, I remember, that showed a broad, clean sweep of sky and…”