Zee said, grumpily, “Liebling, this is not a good idea.” “Zee,” I told him, “I am completely out of good ideas and am doing my best with the bad ones I have left.

I am the reality of all coyotes. The archetype. The epitome. You are just a reflection of me.

I think I’ll just go take a shower,” I said. It wasn’t until Samuel stiffened that I remembered I’d just come out of the shower. So much for playing normal.

We are none of us perfect, and...we learn to take these imperfections and make them only a small part of who we are

I don't like it when I outweigh my men.

Some truths are truths, no matter who says them.

Things change whether you want them to, or not--unless you are dead. Don't hold so hard to the past that you die with it.