A Slow Smile Had Curved St. Vincent's

Nature Had Squandered An Unreasonable Quantity Of Male Beauty On This Undeserving Creature.

Do You Know What A Balance Wheel Is?” She Shook Her Head Slightly. “there’s One In Every Clock Or Watch. It Rotates Back And Forth Without Stopping. It’s What Makes The Ticking Sound...what Makes The Hands Move Forward To Mark The Minutes. Without It, The Watch Wouldn’t Work. You’re My Balance Wheel, Poppy.” -harry Rutledge

My Prize, My Pleasure And Pain, My Endless Desire. I've Never Know Anyone Like You.

Sometimes A Simple Question Could Have A Complicated Answer.

He Stared At Me With Bitter Understanding. We Both Knew There Was No Room In This For Friendship. Nothing Left But Childhood History.