Random questions are the least random of all questions.

The world is not a wish-granting factory.

When you stopped wishing things wouldn't fall apart, you'd stop suffering when they did.

Such is life. We grow up. Planets like Tiny get new moons. Moons like me get new planets.

She would stay on the road and in hiding, a balloon floating through the sky, eating up hundreds of miles a day with a help of the perpetual tailwind.

You realize that trying to keep your distance from me will not lessen my affection for you. All efforts to save me from you will fail.

I will play out the string. I will not betray your trust. I will find you.