They kissed for the sort of endless moment that only exists between lovers whose lips are still new territory to one another.
Scott LynchAdvice,' Doña Vorchenza chuckled. 'Advice. The years play a sort of alchemical trick, transmuting one's mutterings to a state of respectability. Give advice at forty and you're a nag. Give it at seventy and you're a sage.
Scott LynchDifficult" and "impossible" are cousins often mistaken for one another, with very little in common." (Locke Lamora to Requin)
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