Mama was crying, and the rain made it seem as if the whole world was crying.

It's a funny thing about names, how they become a part of someone.

She fell asleep, and it was a sleep as thin as the night clouds, dotted with dreams that came and went like the stars.

Our people made that choice, the choice to go to Sameness. Before my time, before the previous time, back and back and back. We relinquished color when we relinquished sunshine and did away with difference. We gained control of many things. But we had to let go of others.

It is much easier to be brave if you do not know everything.

There was just a moment when things weren't quite the same, weren't quite as they had always been through the long friendship

He hunched his shoulders and tried to make himself smaller in the seat. He wanted to disappear, to fade away, not to exist.