“At the place where they sleep, the melody sneaks inside, touching flesh, skin, mind and thought, some feelings turning to love and beauty, others to hatred and fear. Dreams turn on a quarter note, a semiquaver, a vibrato unheard by… — Maria Lima Copy Share Image
“Dear Abby, My boyfriend won't suck my blood. I've offered, I've cajoled. I've even begged, even though begging is totally humiliating and degrading because… — Maria Lima Copy Share Image
“At the place where they sleep, the melody sneaks inside, touching flesh, skin, mind and thought, some feelings turning to love and beauty, others… — Maria Lima Copy Share Image
“more money than the crooks at Enron and less taste than a drunk after a bottle of tequila” — Maria Lima Copy Share Image
