Lying on the ceiling. Refusing to go to school. Not opening up to me. Climbing water towers. "No, she's all right."
There were two kinds of people in our town. The stupid, and the stuck.
Everything about me remembers everything about you
Maybe all crows were just creepy.
Darkness, true darkness, is something more than lack of light.
I wouldn't know where to start." "He who chooses the beginning of the road chooses the place it leads to." "Thoreau?" "Harry Emerson Fosdick.