To Love Something Is To Destroy It

There Was A Man Who Was Worthless, And Knew He Was Worthless, And Yet However Far Down He Tried To Sink His Soul, There Was Always Some Part Of Him Capable Of Great Action.

She Jerked Hastily Back To Avoid Stepping On It, And Her Shoulder Bumped His--he Put A Hand Out To Steady Her, Just As She Turned To Apologize And Then She Was Somehow In The Circle Of His Arm And He Was Kissing Her.

Well, You Know, Your Mom Gets Like This Sometimes," Simon Said. "like When She Breathes In Or Out.

It Was Odd, (tessa Thought), What Brought Out Tenderness In People.

I've Never Minded It," He Went On. "being Lost, That Is. I Had Always Thought One Could Not Truly Be Lost If One Knew One's Own Heart. But I Fear I May Be Lost Without Knowing Yours.