If you’re going to sleep through lectures and skip the readings, it’s rude to do it from the front row. I’m at least a thoughtful reprobate.

It was a woman – as pale and luminescent as a ghost, with swirling white hair. Ezra startled, dropping his pencil into the water. Her face snapped toward him. Her eyes were too large, clear green, and had horizontal, slit-shaped pupils, reminiscent of an octopus.

Powerless But for the star destroyer Unknowing She crash-lands in his heart.

When you give your heart to the ocean, you either drown, or spend your life wishing you had drowned.

The bridge was geologically ancient, an impassive observer, surrounded by life that was fleeting in comparison: trees that would only survive hundreds of years, tourists who would only live decades, insects that would thrive only for weeks.

The more she loved, the more she ached.

She wanted a smile that was meant only for her.

There is no satisfaction in eternity,' she said. 'There is only loss.

What an ephemeral thing human will is, to be manipulated by a couple of drops of hormones!

She looked out across the water and allowed the feeling of longing to wash over her, spill into the crevices of her soul, and fill her completely.