Dying's a boring side effect.

Do you have it on your person?" my father asked. "Jesus" I replied. "My person has it in her purse.

Grace: The idea was immediately unbearable, only because I wanted it to be true so badly it hurt

It matters, like this: I belong to Malvern, you don't.

Are you really going to work in that?" Maura asked. Blue looked at her clothing. It involved a few thin layering shirts, including one she had altered using a method called shredding. "What's wrong with it?" Maura shrugged. "Nothing. I always wanted an eccentric daughter. I just never realised how well my evil plans were working.

The truth is, until you know any different, the island is enough. Actually, I know different. And it's still enough.

I wanted a library like this...[] A cave of words that I'd made myself.