Iggy: "I'll grab a zebra; Gaz, you fill all the bubbles with your trademark scent. so people are choking and gagging; and let's throw beef jerky in their eyes! Now, that's a plan!

What kind of thoughtless creep would burn a book?

I knew how good love could be -- I knew it was the best thing I'd ever done in my life -- and yet here I was alone. I was taking chances with my life. I kept telling everybody that I was all right, but I wasn't.

I'm way hot," he muttered. "But I don't feel sick. Just — way hot." Fang

There you have it: our lives in a nutshell. Emphasis on nut.

Life can be like walking on a high wire. Falling seems a tiny misstep away.

Then I went to bed and cried into my pillow. I wasn't sad, not at all. It was just so beautiful to have an intense feeling and the right words at the same time. What are we but our stories?