Like ultraviolet rays memory shows to each man in the book of life a script that invisibly and prophetically glosses the text. — Walter Benjamin Copy Share Image
“me—everything might just explode. I keep my eyes on the road. “You know what I like about you, Ultraviolet Remarkey-able? Everything.” “But I thought you didn’t like me.” And then I look at her. She raises an eyebrow at me.… — Jennifer Niven Copy Share Image
