There are no safe choices. Only other choices.
The face staring back at me isn't beautiful but she isn't something that would scare the horses, either.
No, I call. Come back. I'm here, he says. But I can't see. It's too bright. You can't hold back the light, Gemma. I'm here. Trust me.
It's so laughable that it's somewhere beyond comedy and right into tragedy again.
People see what they want to see when they need to.
Agent Jones held Sinjin’s face in his hands. “I’m going to make balloon animals. People need balloon animals.” “How right you are, strange delusional man,” Sinjin said.