“Our words were a shaky ladder; all I could do was climb, uncertain if I was about to surmount a glorious peak or fall and smash myself on the rocks below.” — Deva Fagan Copy Share Image
“Our words were a shaky ladder; all I could do was climb, uncertain if I was about to surmount a glorious peak or fall… — Deva Fagan Copy Share Image
“Perhaps I had started to believe again in magic, or perhaps in love. Or perhaps they were the same thing.” — Deva Fagan Copy Share Image
