Scars are the paler pain of survival received unwillingly and displayed in the language of injury.
Through all the windows I only see infinity.
I must read. I must read. I must read.
Even the brightest magnesium flare can do little against such dark except blind the eyes of the one holding it. Thus one craves what by seeing one has in fact not seen.
Beautiful women are always drawn to men they think will keep them beautiful.
...she still cannot resist looking out the window every couple of minutes. The sound of a passing truck causes her to glance away. Even if there is no sound, the weight of a hundred seconds always turns her head.