To his mind, free will was a privilege, not a right.

...but her eyes had had too much in them and his heart way too little for things to keep going.

The look in Manny´s eye was the ocular equivalent of a middle finger.

Man, you cannot be real," the human said softly. "Why not?" "You just can't." She laughed a little. "Well, I am." He cleared his throat again. Offered her a lopsided grin. "Mind if I ask you to prove it?" "How?" "Can I touch your hair?

Without time,” the angel said, “you have only the bottomless, shapeless mire of eternity.” “FYI, philosophy bores me.” “Not philosophy. Reality. Time is what gives life significance.

Ah, now, don't get all mushy on me. We ain't dating." Butch

Destiny had a 518 area code..who knew." - Ehlena