People come to New York to be different, but I go to Starbucks to be the same.

I was horribly bookish, to the point of coming right out and saying it, which I knew was not socially acceptable.

You should never wish for wishful thinking.

Can we try to be wise with each other for a very long time?

They were tricky, those demons. Could they be trusted? Of course they could be trusted. She'd created them. She owned them. They wouldn't lead her astray.

Wow. I feel like in this riot of people, I have been kicked in the stomach, but by the giddy police. Forget about the need for oxygen. My mouth wants to go back to the place it just left.

Well sure, who doesn't need a boyfriend? but realistically, those exotic creatures are hard to come by. At least a quality one.