“She wished she hadn't succumbed to irritation. Because she wanted to know about his inner feelings. She always thought people were like pieces of art glass-- strong enough to handle and use, delicate enough to shatter under a strong blow, and filled with swirls of color that fascinated the eye. But while most people--and most glass--allowed light through, she could discern nothing of Devlin's heart and soul through the smoke and mirrors he held before him.” PeopleKnowsHeartArtSoulEnoughUseFeelingsLightEyeWantedStrongPiecesColorMirrorsFilledGlassesBlowHandleSmokeFascinatedDelicateStrong EnoughHeart And SoulIrritationSwirlsInner FeelingsSmoke And Mirrors Author:Christina Dodd
“Are you a man?'' The question slipped out, and she regretted it. Regretted injecting reality into this delicate, lovely dream of passion. ''I thought I had conclusively proved my manhood to you. Shall I do it again?” MenDreamRealityPassionLovelyDelicateManhood Book:Into the Shadow: Darkness Chosen Source: Into the Shadow: Darkness Chosen
