“Satan demands to sift us like sand through his fingers, and God, knowing everything, allows it.” — Mark Richard Copy Share Image
“You’re like sand through my fingers, you are. Trying to keep tabs on a ghoul would be easier.” — Bella Forrest Copy Share Image
“I prefer them broken.' 'Why is that?' Victor said. Dor looked at the grain of sand in his fingers. 'Because I am… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
