Only children tell the whole truth, you know. That's what makes them children.
Life was such a wheel that no man could stand upon it for long. And it always, at the end, came round to the same place again.
Long days and pleasant nights
We're all going to die; I'm just trying to make it a little more interesting.
The town kept its secrets, and the Marsten House brooded over it like a ruined king.
the look of the sky as the day's blue blood runs out of its cheek.