A little-known fact about me: I read all the time.

Even lost in the darkness, my heart will find you.

Maybe all crows were just creepy.

There was no one color that could paint Lena Duchannes. She was a red sweater and a blue sky, a gray wind and a silver sparrow, a black curl escaping from behind her ear.

I really was alone, and the only thing worse than being alone was having everyone else see how lonely you were

You can read minds, and you didn't tell me?” Link stared at me like he just found out I was the Silver Surfer. He rubbed his head nervously. “Hey, man, all that stuff about Lena? I was yankin’ your chain.” He looked away. “Are you doin’ it now? You're doin’ it, aren't you? Dude, get out of my head.” He backed away from me and into the bookshelf. “I can't read your mind, you idiot.

Nightmares end. That's how you know they're nightmares.