If you don't argue, you can't give in.

Eavesdropping is such a regular-person activity.

It's the picnic principle. Things taste better outdoors. And if it's a forbidden thing, so much the better.

There are no preconditions for jealousy. You don't have to be right, you don't have to be reasonable. Take Othello. He was neither right nor reasonable, and Desdemona ended up dead. I wouldn't mind Leanne ending up dead. I wouldn't mind exploding her into fireworks of peacock and pearl.

If you say a word, it leaps out and becomes the truth. I love you. I believe it. I believe I am loveable. How can something as fragile as a word build a whole world?

It's strange how a person can have a distinct distaste for herself, but still she clutches on to life.

Blast Cecil!” said Eldric. “You have my permission,” I said.