You have a steady fella?” Sam asked after a bit. “No fella can hold me for long.” Sam gave her a sideways glance. “That a challenge?” “No. A statement of fact.

Things aren't good or bad in and of themselves. It's what we do with them that makes them so.

Free the snow globes!

But you've changed,' I whisper. 'Haven't you?' It is the scorpian's nature to sting. Just because he has no opportunity doesn't mean that he cannot.

All the small, simple, conscious acts of living a sudden defense against the dying we do every day.

You evah hear of a magic screw?' I cough back a laugh. 'No. No, sir.

Does my new feminism make me look fat?