It's not that I don't know that it's a bad idea. It's that, lately, bad ideas have a particular hold over me.

For me the curse is a crutch, but the con is everything.

You're yourself," Tana said, grinning. "More purely yourself than anyone I know. And if you can't see who that is anymore, then see yourself the way I see you.

Death has his favorites, like anyone. Those who are beloved of Death will not die.

I drive him to school, then I break back into Barron's house. I'm the best kind of thief, the kind that leaves behind items equal in value to those he's stolen. Then I go home and shave until my skin is as slick as any slickster's.

She wears trouble like a crown. If she ever falls in love, she’ll fall like a comet, burning the sky as she goes.

More and more I feel like the boy who cut off his nose to spite his face.