Sheep are always looking for a new shepherd when the terrain gets rocky.

I want you to go to the Ancient Languages Department at Trinity College tomorrow morning, Ms.Lane.

You're leaving me, Rainbow Girl.

There was pain, but there was also joy. It was in the tension between the two that life happened. Imperfect as it was, this world was real. Illusion was no substitute. I'd rather live a hard life of fact than a sweet life of lies.

Barrons has something the rest of us don't have. I don't know what it is, but I feel it all the time, especially when we're standing close. Beneath the expensive clothes, unplaceable accent, and cultured veneer, there's something that never crawled all the way out of the swamp. It didn't want to. It likes it there.

Words are easy; lies as simple as parting your lips and breathing.

You hated my rainbows, now you don't like my leather. Is there anything you like on me?