You can’t turn love on and off like a light switch, no matter how hard you try. All you can do is wall it off, one brick at a time, until you’ve created an impenetrable...

This isn’t a church social, Sweetheart. You aren’t going to be able to save me this time.

No one should have to go through life with only half a heart,” he whispered.

Lies and half-truths hurt not only the liar, but the people they love most.

Her face was plastered with layers of powder and looked like a face of stone. And with her noble profile, she seemed, on the triangular, moss-covered pedestal hidden by her cape, like a crumbling goddess...