Also, I've already won all the awards.

It's only a world, after all, and they're just sand grains in the desert, worlds.

Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.

Until that moment she had never thought she could do it. Never thought she would be brave enough or scared enough, or desperate enough to dare.

It's still National Library Week. You should be especially nice to a librarian today, or tomorrow. Sometime this week, anyway. Probably the librarians would like tea. Or chocolates. Or a reliable source of funding.

If he didn't care about you, you couldn't upset him.

Does it make you feel big to make a little boy cry?