You get all these friends just when you don’t need friends anymore.
Colin emphatically pushed the book cover shut when he finished reading. "Did you like it?" His dad asked. "Yup," Colin said. He liked all books, because he liked the mere act of reading, the magic of turning scratches on a page into words inside his head.
Go spit in the face of our inevitable obsolescence and finish your @#$&ng novel.
Caroline is no longer sufffering from personhood.
I expertly angled my raison bran to accomodate the g-forces.
This squirrel is inadequately afraid of humans! Squirrel, I am a threat to you! We are enemies! Please get off my bench! Oh, god! Oh, god! Don't touch me—oh, god!