I imagined what it would be like to hold a butterfly in your hands something bejeweled and treasured and to know that despite your devotion it was dying by degrees.

You can believe something really hard,' Faith says, 'and still be wrong.

Some people don't know what to do with an act of kindness.

Clearly God was in some kind of mood on my birthday.

You live and let live, eventually that becomes enough.

Then they scrambled through the window and into the darkness, determined to turn themselves into what they were not.

and yet, you never knew wwhat you were capable of until you arrived at that given moment. Life was just a whole string of spots where you continued to surprise yourself.