Aunt Mercy put down her tiles, one at a time. I-T-C-H-I-N. Aunt Grace leaned closer to the board, squinting. "Mercy Lynne, you're cheatin' again! What kinda word is that? Use it in a sentence." "I'm itchin' ta have some a that white cake." "That's not how you spell it." At least one of them could spell. Aunt Grace pulled one of the tiles off the board. "There's no T in itchin'." Or not.

It's not easy to be Light when you've been Dark. It's almost too much to ask anyone. -Macon Ravenwood

These things are difficulties, not impossibilities. -- Macon

Feelings are memories. Memories are also feelings.

I haven't left a mark on the world, but is that so bad? Considering how deeply the world has marked me?

In the end, the Wheel crushes us all.

Sports section and a sticky bun. Know what that means.