There are other ways of showing someone you love them, such as fetching them out of Hell.
And there's no better way to thaw a face, as it turns out, than with another face.
For the way loneliness is worse when you return to it after a reprieve—like the soul’s version of putting on a wet bathing suit, clammy and miserable.
It didn't escape Karou's notice that he found subtle ways of touching her.
It was interesting the way a small hate could grow inside a big hate and take it over.
It was sadness, lostness, and the worst thing about it was the way it seemed like a default—like it was there all the time, and all her other expressions were just an array of masks she used to cover it up.