Ten minutes can be a long time when you're waiting with a beating heart for something you don't understand, something you don't really want to know.

In love - it sounded like a sickness without any cure, and wasn't that just how it sometimes felt?

When the heart craved something so forcefully, then reason became nothing but helpless observer.

The night swallowed him up like a thieving fox.

She read and read and read, but she was stuffing herself with the letters on the page like an unhappy child stuffing itself with chocolate. They didn’t taste bad, but she was still unhappy.

It's a cruel world, don't you think?

Her curiosity was too much for her. She felt almost as if she could hear the books whispering on the other side of the half-open door. They were promising her a thousand unknown stories, a thousand doors into worlds she had never seen before.