It’s up to you, not fate. True. But it was also up to Lily. That was the trickiest part.

Even if neither of us got what we wanted, we found freedom in the third choices.

I am starting to get tired of relying on words.

We all contain mysteries, especially when seen from the inside.

Magic naturally fades over distance. But proximity - well, when it works, proximity amplifies magic.

I wake up thinking of yesterday. The joy is in remembering; the pain is in knowing it was yesterday.

Bad Girl!" She chided. "I'm pretty sure Boris is a boy," I said. "Oh, I know," Mrs. Basil E. assured me. "I just like to keep him confused," Then she and Boris headed off with my future.