Bizarre! That's the only word I can use to describe life sometimes. Just freaking bizarre.

Fang looked at the newest bird kid. Dylan was an inch or two taller than he was, and somewhat heavier built, though he still had the long, lean look of a human-avian hybrid-you couldn't make bricks fly.

When are you going to trust me Max?" asked Fang. "When I go completely bonkers," I laughed.

Every once in a while, I'll have a 'Do you know who I am?' moment, at least in my head. I hate that.

I didn't care for most of the books I was being asked to read in school. I started reading like crazy right after high school when I got a job in a mental hospital. I was working my way through college, and I did a lot of night shifts, and there was nothing to do. So I read like crazy, serious stuff, all the classics.

A friend of mine once defined love as finding someone you can talk to late into the night

We probably looked like starving orphan children. Hey! We were starving orphan children.