Taro taught me that people respect spirit, but even cowards don't respect cowards.
The earth's a door if you press your ear against it.
How could I know a famished heart will eat its mind? Can kill its body?
Teachers're always using that "in your own words." I hate that. Authors knit their sentences tight. It's their job. Why make us unpick them, just to put it back together more shonkily? How're you s'posed to say Kapellmeister if you can't say Kapellmeister?
I often lose myself in the Sudoku-like challenges of making a book work.
The song instantly insisted it'd never existed.