I look back one more time. It's like a crater, a hole where something happened.

I've always been religiously inclined, but it doesn't come up in most of my books.

I look back one more time. It's like a crater, a hole where something happened.

I'm finding that success is way more time-consuming than failure ever was.

And as the years flowed by, some villagers told travelers of a beast and a beauty who lived in the castle and could be seen walking on the battlements, and others told of two beauties, and others, of two beasts.

I hate desks; they make me feel like a child doing homework.

I think I know what it's like to have a family that the outside world sees as peculiar or lacking.