I stared because their faces, so different, so similar, were all devastatingly, inhumanly beautiful.

When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it’s not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.

I tried to be diplomatic, but mostly I just lied a lot.

So what are you going to tell her?"
"A little help?" I pleaded. "What does she want to know?"
He shook his head, grinning wickedly. "That's not fair."
"No, you not sharing what you know-now that's not fair.

Why am I covered in feathers

I'll be the first to admit that I have no experience with relationships. But it just seems logical…a man and woman have to be somewhat equal…as in, one of them can't always be swooping in and saving the other one. They have to save each other equally.