It rubs the lotion on its skin. It does this whenever it is told.
Human emotions are a gift from our animal ancestors. Cruelty is a gift humanity has given itself.
He moves smoothly and slowly, carrying his concentration like a brimming cup.
When you feel strain, keep your mouth shut if you can.
In her way, she was a hard one. Faith in any sort of natural justice was nothing but a night light; she knew of that. Whatever she did, she would end the same way with everyone does: flat on her back with a tube in her nose, wondering, "Is this all?
Over this odd world, this half the world that's dark now, I have to hunt a thing that lives on tears.