Time flows in strange ways on Sundays, and sights become mysteriously distorted.

I wonder what ants do on rainy days?

If there's any guy crazy enough to attack me, I'm going to show him the end of the world -- close up. I'm going to let him see the kingdom come with his own eyes. I'm going to send him straight to the southern hemisphere and let the ashes of death rain all over him and the kangaroos and the wallabies.

If you remember me, then I don't care if everyone else forgets.

Precipitate as weather, she appeared from somewhere, then evaporated, leaving only memory.

I'm the kind of person who has to totally commit to whatever I do.

From the girl who sat before me now...surged a fresh and physical life force. She was like a small animal that has popped into the world with the coming of spring. Her eyes moved like an independent organism with joy, laughter, anger, amazement, and despair. I hadn't seen a face so vivid and expressive in ages, and I enjoyed watching it live and move.