Everything was strange and beautiful and swollen with possibilities.

We are, largely, who we remember ourselves to be. That's why habits are so hard to break. If we know ourselves to be liars, we expect not to tell the truth. If we think of ourselves as honest, we try harder.

She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air.

Poisonous jealousy thrummed through my veins.

Nevermore," Lolli said. "That's what Luis calls it, because there are three rules: Never more than once a day, never more than a pinch at a time, and never more than two days in a row.

A girl like that, Grandad said, perfumes herself with ozone and metal filings.

Once, there was a girl who vowed she would save everyone in the world, but forgot herself.