They say that men see their lives flash before their eyes—a last, fleeting glimpse of all they have endured…
The seething, frothing waters below looked cold and gray in the early morning light, the last remnants of the Scottish fog…
There are some people who master the art of maintaining wild popularity while still…
And then, with a slight roar, the wind picked up and scurried the leaves across the cobblestones, pushing them against the…
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depth of…
He wished, now, that he had spoken more to his father. There was a time when they had been close, spending nearly every second…
There’s a chilling darkness surrounding cemeteries, an emptiness that sucks the life out of your bones and leaves you…
There was a light wind blowing over the northern field, causing the wheat stalks to tremble and bend with a rigid uneasiness. The burnt…
There was a long, straight street in Barcelona that we would walk down each evening, enjoying the golden beams…
There was a yellow fabric in the carpets, woven crisscross against the gray lines. I remember staring at it as I walked down the narrow…