Dogs, dogs, go away, let me live another day.

Besides my great fashion sense? I play a mean harmonica.

Reading is not work, not a chore, not a drudgery; reading is the most joyful thing, yet, in the world.

Gazzy: (Hugging himself and jumping up and down) "I'm brilliant! I'm a genius! I can blow up the world!" Max: (Raises her eyebrows) Gazzy: "Not that I would want to, of course," (coughs)

It gets so tiring, this strong-picking-on-the-weak stuff. It was the story of my life -literally- and it seemed to be a big part of the outside world too. I was sick of it, sick of guys like these, stupid and bullying.

the next morning, fang and i broke up. now let me get this strait, i broke up with him. a split second after he broke up with me.

Part 5 The Voice- Make that my voice