Stars got tangled in her hair whenever she played in the sky.

Soon, everything else would come rushing at him. Like the ground to a falling man, it would come rushing up and hit him all at once - the place, the company, her words; one implication would lead to another and shatter him - but around that intake of breath the world hung silent and bright, so bright, and Akiva only knew this one thing, and held on to it and wanted to live inside of it and stay there forever. Karou was alive.

Hey! My body may be small, but my soul is large. It’s why I wear platforms. So I can reach the top of my soul.

You really think joy is easier to come by than pain? What have you had more of?

Stop squandering yourself, child. Wait for love.

If only it were that easy to let go of hate. Just relax your face.

Thank you to the world for being a wild and inspiring place, full of odd creatures, strange people, and mysterious cities. I hope by and by to know you better.