“They call it 'the whispering of the stars.' Listen," he said, raising a finger for silence. I could still hear the tinkling… — Jon Fasman Copy Share Image
“I can't be friends with a man who blows hot and cold with the same breath.” — Aesop Copy Share Image
I will have nought to do with a man who can blow hot and cold with the same breath. — Aesop Copy Share Image
Love is cold. Breath is faint. Lips are frozen. Hands shake. Scars remain. — Azariah (me Copy Share Image
