It’s not stalking if you don't follow them home, right?

Life doesn’t need magic to be magical. (But a little bit sure doesn’t hurt.)

She knocked and waited, because when the door was opened from within, it had the potential to lead someplace quite different.

It was Kizzy's first kiss and maybe it was her last and it was delicious.

There are guerrilla armies that make little boys kill their own families. Such acts rip out the soul and make space for beasts to grow inside. Armies need beasts, don’t they? Pet beasts, to do their terrible work!

I am one of billions. I am stardust gathered fleetingly into form. I will be ungathered. The stardust will go on to be other things someday and I will be free.

...I said I was sorry.” “Be sorry, then. Just be sorry somewhere else.