But neither of us knows, because a fight's worth nothing if you know from the start that you're going to win it.

The song was born on her breathe and died at her lips.

If her soul ever leaks, I want it to land on me.

I guess humans like to watch a little destruction. Sand castles, houses of cards, that's where they begin. Their great skills is their capacity to escalate.

Liesel crossed the bridge over the Amper River. The water was glorious and emerald and rich. She could see the stones at the bottom and hear the familiar song of water. The world did not deserve such a river.

Mystery bores me. It chores me. I know what happens and so do you. It's the machinations that wheel us there that aggravate, perplex, interest, and astound me.

The paper landed on the table, but the news was stapled to his chest. A tattoo.