How long it takes us, each day, to know each other.

The most dangerous and wonderful creature alive is the human.

You're not going to die," I told her, lifting my head to look at her. "I'm not done writing songs about you yet.

Blue was awfully fond of her father, considering she'd never met him.

I started down but Sam caught my arm and knelt down himself to look. "For crying out loud," he said. "It's a racoon." "Poor thing," I said. "It could be a rabid baby-killer," Cole told me primly. "Shut up," Sam said pleasantly.

In his head, his mother said, 'People shout when they don’t have the vocabulary to whisper'.

Cole made a hissing sound. "Are you inside yet? God bless America and all her sons. What is taking you so long?" The front door was locked. "Here, talk to Grace" "Mommy isn't going to give a different answer than Daddy," Cole said, but I handed her the phone anyway.