To hurt is as human as to breathe.

Parminder kept her unwept tears locked tightly inside where they seemed to undergo an alchemical transformation, returning to the outer world as lava slides of rage.

I don't read 'chick lit,' fantasy or science fiction but I'll give any book a chance if it's lying there and I've got half an hour to kill.

Strange how short-sighted being invisible can make you.

That's the perennial appeal of magic - that we ourselves have power and we can shape our world. I sometimes think its very analogous to having a lot of money that people think - 'cause that's kind of like a super power.

Twilight fell: The sky turned to a light, dusky purple littered with tiny silver stars.

You don’t understand — there are things worth dying for!