The Pit and the Passion

She held her gaze steady, mainly so she could delve deep, deep into those chocolate eyes. Together with his sharp, angular nose and intense, almost predatory, expression, he reminded her of a peregrine falcon on the hunt.

The Pit & the Passion

Monday, December 19, 2011

Christopher Hitchens

RIP Christopher Hitchens. A brilliant iconoclast and writer. The kind of man who made you want to wring his neck, cry to see if you could soften him, bed him. His eyes held you; his mind kept you. His ideas...well his ideas often repulsed you. And yet you loved him because he left the wind tunnel of his mind open to any thought that could prove itself through logic.

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