“She saw that they felt themselves alone in that crowded room. And Vronsky’s face, always so firm and independent, held that look… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“Brian’s face turned pouty. “So you were just blowing smoke up my ass.” Anna smiled dimly. “You may have been inhaling, dear,… — Armistead Maupin Copy Share Image
“I see that. Where am I?’ ‘You are quite secure, Rachaela. You have all of us.’ Rachaela quailed. ‘But you’re all mad.’… — Tanith Lee Copy Share Image
