He was standing leaning against the door frame; now he stood up straight. "How should I have kissed you? Is there an other way you like it?

What?” Simon looked alarmed. ”I‘m not really sleeping with your mom, you know. I was just trying to get your attention. Not that your mom isn’t a very attractive woman for her age.

Jesus!" Luke exclaimed. "Actually, it's just me," said Simon. "Although I've been told the resemblance is startling.

There are ways in which we’re so alike. We’re reckless. We don’t think before we act. We’ll do anything for people we love. And I never thought how scary that was for the people who loved me until I saw

...We die, we turn, we are reborn as we deserve to be reborn, based on our doings in this world." Will looked down at his bitten nails. "I will probably be reborn as a slug that someone salts.

When I was a little kid, I realized that if you say any word over and over fast enough, it loses all it's meaning.

Drowning yourself won't help, she told herself sternly. Now, drowning Will, on the other hand.