Happiness. Simple as a glass of chocolate or tortuous as the heart. Bitter. Sweet. Alive.
I liked her better for showing a little spirit.
Was it my fault that I got out of hand? --Loki
I think if you are an outsider then you are an outsider always.
The past is an obdurate stranger that puts as many marks on us as we attempt to impose on it.
For me, the magic of Hawaii comes from the stillness, the sea, the stars.