My heart belongs to you,' He promised. 'Would you have loved me when I was a girl?' 'I have always loved you. Even before I met you I loved the idea of you.

Impatience is not the least of your faults, Malik, it is a kind of greed and someday it may see you undone.

The short story form allows evocation, suggestion, implication. Its potency often lies in what it does not say.

Oh yes. It's open all right, but not many people come in here to look at me now so there's no point in selling tickets. No one is interested in a man who professes to be a monster. They'll give me notice very soon. I started out being a great attraction, but people soon understood that what fascinated them about me was no more than the reflection of their own deformities. All I do is how them what is inside themselves,' He added mournfully.

Only humans think death is evil. But it is nature. Evil exist's only in life. There is much good and evil alloted to each life.

My heart belongs to you,' He promised. 'Would you have loved me when I was a girl?' 'I have always loved you. Even before I met you I loved the idea of you.

Never trust a mirror,' his mother had told him. 'They never tell the truth unless you make them.