And smiles to go before I weep, And Smiles to go before I weep.

Love is big. Love makes room for conflicting feelings.

We live in a silent explosion, Everything is flying away from everything else... flying away... flying away...

Amanda took the torn page from Maniac. To her, it was the broken wing of a bird, a pet out in the rain.

To a person who expects every desert to be barren sand dunes, the Sonoran must come as a surprise. Not only are there no dunes, there's no sand. At least not the sort of sand you find at the beach. The ground does have a sandy color to it, or gray, but your feet won't sink in. It's hard, as if it's been tamped. And pebbly. And glinting with -- what else -- mica.

I love surprises! That's what is great about reading. When you open a book, you never know what you'll find.

She might be pointing to a doorway, or a person, or the sky. But such things were so common to my eyes, so undistinguished, that they would register as "nothing" I walked in a gray world of nothing.