The tune was simple enough, but to pronounce the words with the correct Izzi intonation was grueling.
I dreamed of what it would be like to enjoy marital sex, but mostly of what it would feel like to not be alone.
We develop our own coping rituals.
I wanted to be surrounded by people who, like me, understand the experience of watching your people get killed, again and again.
He stayed in this prison till April 1945, when the Russians were about to march into Vienna.
The Spirit of the Motorcycle Shrine of Jodhpur
It was neither comet nor asteroid, but a cylinder, with a soft red glow, mostly made of iron.
At Grace, love is a practice as much as a feeling.
"Someone who goes into the hospital with a bad root could end up in the psych ward."