So far Iām not seeing a lot of difference between me and a carnival con-man.
I couldn't stop staring at the cave, back where Dimitri was, back where half of my soul was.
We can't stop living because other people are dead.
I want her to be happy. It's worth sacrificing myself.
The problem with having so many people call me by nicknames was that when someone called me by my actual name, it usually meant something serious was happening.
Sometimes it's worth lingering on the journey for a while before getting to the destination.