The moon is always jealous of the heat of the day, just as the sun always longs for something dark and deep.

“What did we know about those closest to us, really? No one ever dared to speak …”

“History is personal, Gwen understands that now. All you are seeing is what's be…”

“She can feel his blood, just beneath his skin; when he breathes, the air fills …”

“Every man engaged in war tells himself he can alter what has been written, that…”