The best word shakers were the ones who understood the true power of words. They were the ones who could climb the highest.

She rubbed her eyes, and after a long study of his face, she spoke "Is it really you?" Is it from your cheek, she thought, that I took the seed? The man nodded. His heart wobbled and he held tighter to the branches. It is.

I guess when someone tells you something they they usually guard, you feel privileged, not because you know something no-one else knows, but because you feel chosen. You feel like that person wants her life to intersect with yours. I think that's what felt best about it.

I have to say that although it broke my heart, I was, and still am, glad I was there.

Her teeth were like a soccer crowd, crammed in.

My own eyes try to sleep, but they don't. They stay wide awake as time snarls forward and silence drops down, like measured thought.

He watched them grow, until eventually, great forests of words had risen throughout Germany.... It was a nation of farmed thoughts.