Homework, I have discovered, involves a sharp pencil and thick books and long sighs.

Full emergency power to the engines. Ram the Blade ship.

Yes," he said. "You were strong. You were brave. You were good. You mattered.

I think that in many ways, just as forgiveness is impossible without love, sometimes love requires forgiveness for it to work, too.

Everything ends eventually. I guess that's what makes summer so intense, this feeling that it lasts for only a a short while and then it's back to reality.

Is there anything sweeter than the touch of another as she pulls a dead bug from your fur?

And oh, god, how could so much regret and so much sweetness and so much sadness all be present in that single moment. I was already dead and missing my unlived life. I was already dead and Tobias was mourning. I tried to smile. For him.