Hot off the presses, today’s headlines: The love of your life does not approve of my wanton flapper ways,” Evie said in a voice of affected mystery. “Really, Mabesie. You might want to reconsider—he is a bit of a killjoy.

But we can't go back. We can only go forward.

Agent Jones held Sinjin’s face in his hands. “I’m going to make balloon animals. People need balloon animals.” “How right you are, strange delusional man,” Sinjin said.

If you tell them what they want to hear, they don't bother to try to see.

They see her differently now, as somebody. And isn't that what everyone wants? To be seen?

Peace is not happenstance. It is a living fire that must be fed constantly. It must be tended to with vigilance, else it dies out.

I love you for who you are, not who the world thinks you should be.