Then I began to play. Variations on a G major chord, the most wonderful chord known to mankind, infinitely happy. I could live inside a G major chord, with Grace, if she was willing. Everything uncomplicated and good about me could be summed up by that chord.

I remember being intrigued by the idea of school-in-a-box, just-add-water-and-Sam.

Flustered, she replied, "You're not my - my - grandmother, or something." "You'd talk about this with your grandmother? I can't possibly imagine discussing my dating life with mine. She's a lovely woman, I suppose. If you like them bald and racist.

Gansey studied Adam's erratic handwriting. His letters always looked like they were running from something.

I have a certain avoidance of reality that makes fantasy an ideal choice for me.

I'm trying to make you think I'm a decent person. Telling you I saw you naked while I was another species does not help my case

is this fragile love/ a way/ to say/ goodbye