Vaughn is talking about the heat, and his voice is so excited that it breaks into whispers at times. He loves his madness the way a bird loves the sky.

I wanted so badly to tell him, but something about that entire night seemed so beautiful, so bizarre, that I didn't trust it with my secrets.

I never wanted to live forever," she says. "I just wanted enough time.

Maybe it is desperation. Maybe we can't let things fall apart without trying. We can't let go of the people we love.

I think she's brave. I think that nobody has ever believed what she could be capable of. All her life, nobody was listening.

My head is my favorite swimming pool.

We figure out what death means when we're born, practically, and we live our whole lives in some kind of weird denial about it.