Love is worth the sum of itself, and nothing more.

“The wickedness of the world was a part of creation, I knew this, and the Angel …”

“Love was like that, like a dream you didn't quite understand, one in which you …”

“Those boys at the counter are too dreamy and young to do anything but drool as …”

“Fuck you,” Sally says. She tosses the words off, easy as butter in her mouth, b…”