You were in Sweden?" Boomer asked. "No," I said. "The trip got called off at the last minute. Because of political the unrest" "In Sweden?" Priya seemed skeptical. "Yeah-isn't it strange how the Times isn't covering it? Half the country's on strike because of that thing the crown prince said about Pippi Longstocking Which means no meatballs for Christmas, if you know what I mean." "That's so sad!" Boomer said.

It won't be a normal life-I know that. But it will be a life. A life together.

The important thing is for the characters to feel real, and to be given the humanity they are due. That granting of humanity is what separates a full portrait from a stereotype.

I want to kiss her without counting the seconds. I want to hold her so long that I get to know her skin. I want, I want, I want.

detachment, n. Even when I detach, I care. You can be separate from a thing and still care about it.

placid, adj. Sometimes I love it when we just lie on our backs, gaze off, stay still.

When it comes to true dance, it's not about how you look, it's all about the joy you feel.