English rain feels obligatory, like paperwork. It dampens already damn days and slicks the stones.

I decided to deflect her attitude by giving a long, Southern answer. I come from people who know how to draw things out. Annoy a Southerner, and we will drain away the moments of your life with our slow, detailed replies until you are nothing but a husk of your former self and that much closer to death.

I have no phobias. Phobias are irrational. My fears are rational and CAREFULLY CULTIVATED, like roses.

No one hid their interest when I walked into the room. I'm not sure if it was the news about Boo or my general appearance. At home, people would have asked. People would have been crawling all over me for information. At Wexford, they seemed to extract what they wanted to know by covert staring.

One person's crazy is another person's sane, I guess.

People always say they can't do things, that they're impossible. They just haven't been creative enough.

Can I tell you something you really don't want to hear? He's going to break up with you. - Stuart