I change the world, the world changes me.

...because really, sometimes the irony gods just get drunk.

The dark does not weep for itself because there is no light. Rather, it accepts that it is the dark.

He said to tell you to remember your heart in all things, that it is where your honor and your destiny will be found. Does it mean anything to you?' It is something he would say from time to time-that the eye could be misled, but that the heart was true.

I am starting a collection of only right-hand gloves. It’s ever so bourgeois to have two.

But...you could have whatever you wished." "Exactly," he says, nuzzling my neck. "But," I say, "you could turn stones to rubies or ride in a fine gentleman's carriage." Kartik puts his hands on either side of my face. "To each his own magic," he says and kisses me again.

When I dream, I dream of him.