So," he said, "we ourselves will be the candle flames." He put his hands on his chest. "Feel your hearts, how warm they are.

As we meandered, she said my name three times: "Stargirl?" "Yes?" "That was better than TV." "It was." "Stargirl?" "Yes?" "Does the sun do that everyday?" "Yes." "Stargirl?" "Yes?" "Everyday is sun day.

Each night I lie down in a graveyard of memories. Moonlight spins a shroud about me.

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

Happy". I had not heard that word since Mr. Milgrom spoke it at the last Hanukkah. I asked him the question that had been on my mind since then. "Tata, what is happy?" He looked at me and at the ceiling and back to me. "Did you ever taste an orange?" he said.

He's so cute, I can't help myself.

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