“Is that sex talk?" she asked uncertainly. "It is." "Why don't you just say sex then? It's always chalice and appetite and artifice with you. I never know what the hell you're saying.” — R. Lee Smith Copy Share Image
“Men may perish, but the world will neither celebrate nor mourn. It will go on.' His smile thinned. 'Would you like to know how?'… — R. Lee Smith Copy Share Image
“Beginning the day in a bad mood made it awfully easy to find reasons to stay there.” — R. Lee Smith Copy Share Image
“He told her not to speak or look at him. He told her not to try to kiss him. He told her she was… — R. Lee Smith Copy Share Image
“I had but one love and it is gone and now there is nothing and I tell you, that is the most awful feeling… — R. Lee Smith Copy Share Image
“Jesus Christ, really? How did you ever survive living with me as long as you did without having sex every other hour?” “With God’s… — R. Lee Smith Copy Share Image
“as much as anyone could get used to the grim shadow of death dropping over you all the damn time.” — R. Lee Smith Copy Share Image
“Sarah indulged in a few more of these bleak thoughts, but just the fact that she could indulge in them while lying in her… — R. Lee Smith Copy Share Image
“There were no words, no capacity to form them, but there were thoughts swelling huge in her head and he was in every one… — R. Lee Smith Copy Share Image
“There is rightness in every hour, for it takes little more than a moment’s whim to lie with one in passion, but to sleep… — R. Lee Smith Copy Share Image
