Old age is a powerful disguise.

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

And that's how we ended up discovering the evil horses that threatened all of humanity.

Tobias asked. "Weird? Weird?" Marco crowed. "The talking bird wants to know if getting information on the location of an alien from a whale, that you've just saved from sharks, by turning into dolphins . . . You're suggesting that's weird?

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.

Mosquitoes are the greatest mass murderers on planet Earth.

Right now I would give all the yogurt raisins in all the world for a heart made of ice.