That's the great thing about being in the third grade. If you've got one polysyllabic adjective, everyone thinks you're a genius.

Half-drunk on well-creamed gas station coffee and the exhilarating loneliness of a freeway in nighttime.

10-5 space 16-5-14-19-5 space 17-21-5 space 10-5 space 20-1-9-13-5.

You used," he said, and then took a sharp breath, "to call me Augustus.

The nature of impending fatherhood is that you are doing something that you're unqualified to do, and then you become qualified while doing it.

I still think that maybe the "afterlife" is just something we made up to ease the pain of loss, to make our time in the labyrinth bearable. Maybe we are just matter, and matter gets recycled

Sorry," I said to the Duke. "Eh, it's not your fault. It's Carla's fault. You were turning the wheel. Carla just wasn't listening. I knew I shouldn't have loved her. She's like all the others, Tobin; as soon as I confess my love, she abandons me." I laughed. "I never abandoned you," I said patting on her back. "Yeah, well, (a.) I never confessed my love to you, and (b.) I'm not even female to you.