it's just another way to die

The only thing was, she didn't really want to see the future. What she wanted was to see something no one else could see or would see, and maybe that was asking for more magic that was in the world.

Wow, you're never allowed to sleep late again. You're crankier than a fat guy in stilettos.

I had a weird, empty feeling inside me. Not a bad sort of empty. It was a sort of lack of sensation, like being in pain for a long time and then suddenly realizing that you're not anymore. It was the feeling of having risked everything to be here with a boy and then realizing that he was exactly what I wanted. Being a picture and then finding I was really a puzzle piece, once I found the piece that was supposed to fit beside me.

...she made her home in between the pages of books.

I tired the back door -- unlocked. Truley the Man Upstairs was smiling down on me.

hey Lynch I didn't leave that car for it to sit while you just blow III