The Only Everyday And Eternal

The World Was Reduced To The Surface Of Her Skin And Her Inner Self Was Safe From All Bitterness.

He Spent Six Hours Examining Things, Trying To Find A Difference From Their Appearance On The Previous Day In The Hope Of Discovering In Them Some Change That Would Reveal The Passage Of Time.

Just As Real Events Are Forgotten, Some That Never Were Can Be In Our Memories As If They Happened.

Shame Has Poor Memory.

It Had To Teach Her To Think Of Love As A State Of Grace: Not The Means To Anything But The Alpha And Omega, An End It Itself.