Sublime

Talking heads come&go but if you write book you are AUTHORity.

myopia. He was nearsighted. The future lay before him, inevitable but invisible.

She almost seemed to be an extension of him, and he, of her.

“And what is love, in the end?” Alabaster said. “Except the irrational desire to put evolutionary competitiveness aside in order to ease someone else’s journey through life?”

‘Because, Nora, sometimes the only way to learn is to live.’ ‘Sounds hard.’

averred.

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