“What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.”
I don't believe in the kind of magic in my books. But I do believe something very
He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine
You know the difference between promises and memories
Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and
When I was a child I was afraid of ghosts. As I grew up I realized people are more scary