We're all damaged somehow."-A Great and Terrible Beauty

Prepared to fly, even if she has to loose her legs to do it

I can see his pain, see it in the way he runs his fingers through his hair, over and over, and I understand what it costs him to hide it all.

The uncertainty of our future is nothing more than a fog of breath on a windowpane.

Thou shalt not steal. I seem to recall that being one of God’s I’d rather you didn’t lest I have to smite you into ash commandments.

Theta crashed next to them on the thick zebra-skin rug. “I’m embalmed.” “Potted and splificated?” “Ossified to the gills. Time for night-night.

People aren't always what you want them to be