sometimes, when the sun shines, it scorches.

Oliver liked to play the part of disaffected youth, but he liked shopping in SoHo even more.

You cannot be with someone just because you don’t want to hurt him. You have your own happiness to think about.

Memories were moving pictures in which meaning was constantly in flux. They were stories people told themselves.

I lived for those moments when we were together, those few times in my life that I actually felt alive.

Because love was not the answer to every question. Because real love meant sacrifice. Sometimes love means letting go.

Maybe she'd been drinking too much of the super-sweet Mexican Coca-Cola they had down here. Or maybe she was just tired, alone, and far from home. Because somewhere in the brittle, concrete center of Azrael's dark heart, something was melting.