Sometimes it is harder to deprive oneself of a pain than of a pleasure.

I am one of the few honest people that I have ever known.

Hard to sit here and be close to you, and not kiss you.

The Montana sunset lay between the mountains like a giant bruise from which darkened arteries spread across a poisoned sky.

Grown up, and that is a terribly hard thing to do. It is much easier to skip it and go from one childhood to another.

Then he kissed her. At his lips' touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.

Every author ought to write every book as if he were going to be beheaded the day he finished it.