“Though I felt like a voyeur to some kind of disaster, my eyes were riveted to the scene ...”

“It was a city to visit, not a city to live in, but it was the city where Wormold had first fallen in love and he was held to it as though to the scene of a disaster. Time gives poetry to a battlefield.”

“I worked hard to meet his eyes, even though they were the kind of pretty that’s hard to look at..”

“Dinner was a disaster. Brent introduced himself while staring at my bulge, and I was glad to be shown to our table so that we were seated with a table between us, forcing him to look me in the eye. Apparently, my eyes have moved down to my pecs, though, as that's where he decided to fix his attention throughout dinner.”

“I felt like I was seeing Shannon through a new lens, undistracted by Jennifer's nuclear glow. I could see how pretty she really was, how kind her eyes were.”

“I was born with a lazy eye. It didn’t define me as a person. It did, however, define me as a voyeur.”