You can destroy a factory, and they'll build another. But once you destroy a life, that's it. You never get that person back.

It feels like we should do something," he said. "Like, send her off on a barge out to sea and set her on fire. Let her go out in a blaze of glory." Chubs raised an eyebrow. "It's a minivan, not a Viking.

If you're going to knock down my suggestion, you'd better have one to replace it.

Dear Dad, When you sent me to school that morning, I thought you loved me. But now I see you for what you are. You called me a monster and a freak. But you’re the one that raised me.

I used to dream about turning back time, about reclaiming the things I'd lost and the person I used to be.

Never, never, never. I am never going to forget you.

You're a wizard," I snapped. "Can't you just use magic to make your own food?" "Ah, yes," he retorted. "Because mud pies are so very delicious and the wind fills empty stomachs quite nicely.