Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Current Novel

memorable literature so far:


"I've seen you beauty, and you belong to me now, whoever you are waiting for and if I ever see you again, I thought."

"And we'll never love anyone else but each other."
"No. Never."

"We're always lucky," I said and like a fool I did not knock on wood. There was wood everywhere in that apartment to knock on too.

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