I smiled. She smiled. I believed the smile.

A desert blessing, an ocean curse.

I don't have a favourite book, I have hundreds.

She's just playing a trick on us. This is just an Alaska Young Prank Extraordinaire. It's Alaska being Alaska, funny and playful and not knowing when or how to put on the brakes.

... I didn't know whether to feel angry at her for making me part of her suicide or just to feel angry at myself for letting her go.

Maybe all the strings inside him broke.

The miracle and hope of human consciousness is that we can still conceive of boundlessness.