Shards flew everywhere, slicing her hands, her forearm, and cascading to the floor like snow glistening on a winter morning.

As the sky faded to night, her anger dissipated—but not in a healing way, just dulled, like forged iron sizzling in a cold pail of water.

Harsh, bitter laughs exploded from her like shrapnel, and she didn’t care who was cut in the process.

Aggression like this demanded slinging the first punch in a bar brawl, firing rounds at a range, or setting a car on fire.

She glanced outside at the sky, filled with clouds and smog. All the pollution, all that hell—even the stars didn’t stand a chance.

As she’d walked along this street, a million stars stretched across an indigo canvas, holding all the freedom she’d yearned for every night.

The Cottage Diner’s homey lights glowed onto black asphalt which just sucked up the beams to spit out more shadows.

Time to make herself scarce because, hell, she didn’t want to pass that thunderhead on her way out.

Blonde hair drawn into a no-nonsense bun, her new manicure the deep red of fresh blood, she’d even donned a blouse and slacks for the occasion, something Neve had forgotten Veronica owned.

Semua orang pernah patah hati. All you have to do is move on.

My past is trying to catch up to me and I must continue run from it. It's the only way I can live.

Everything you are used to, once done long enough, starts to seem natural, even though it might not be.

What people want, above all, is order.

When we are no longer able to change a situation - just think of an incurable disease such as an inoperable cancer - we are challenged to change ourselves.

You can't have the capitalist system if an increasing number of people think it is unjust.

Why do I have to feed the kids? They just ate twelve hours ago!

I'm like a movie director, so wherever I feel that I need to go over this type of beat, that's what I'm going to do, that's where I'm going to go.

To tell a falsehood is like the cut of a saber: for though the wound may heal, the scar of it will remain.

Everyone who understands the nature of God rightly necessarily knows that God is to be believed and hoped in, that he is to be loved and called upon, and to be heard in all things.