“This is how justice dies, Tom. It dies the moment someone with the power to act chooses comfortable inaction over moral duty.”
―
Laureline Ducros,
Spy Dust
“And while the rain swept across the desolate countryside like a cleansing force, they made love to each other – their union not that of heated bodies in need of release, nor that of kindred spirits in certainty of love, but that of broken souls in search of solace.”
―
Laureline Ducros,
Spy Dust