“...find...someone who will tremble for your touch...Someone whose fingers are a poem.”
More from Janet Fitch
“It’s such a liability to love another person… it’s like playing catch with grenades.”
“I felt like an undeveloped photograph that he was printing, my image rising to the surface…”
“It was only natural to want to destroy something you could never have.”
“Her beauty was like the edge of a very sharp knife.”