“ For the body tells all to him who knows the language, and doesn’t lie. ”
If one of the luminaries should condescend, then the homely lover, plain of face, knows damn well to choose some modest number, and then begin counting down the days of love. Beauty seeks after beauty, like goes with like; forever this was the way of things, world without end.
~ Kai Ashante Wilson
There’d never been anyone who could knife him so with a momentary word, and then speak the wound away in the very next moment. If all those little boyhood heartbreaks had been supposed to make him ready for this, Demane wasn’t.
The deeply secretive cannot grasp that protecting your secret too fiercely exposes it.
