Nothing before you counts,” he said. “And I can’t even imagine an after.

I look like this because I'm alive," Reagan said. "Because I've had experiences. Do you understand?

The me that's me right now is yours. Always.

You look different. You look unsettling.’ ‘You look like you,’ he said. ‘You with the volume turned up.

Why are they doing that?” his mother said, frowning at her grandsons. The boys were sorting the casserole into piles on their plates. “Doing what?” Eve asked. “Why aren’t they eating their food?” “They don’t like it when things touch,” Eve said. “What things?” his mother asked. “Their food. They don’t like it when different foods touch or mix together.” “How do you serve dinner, in ice cube trays?

To really be a nerd, she'd decided, you had to prefer fictional worlds to the real one.

Ophelia was bonkers, right? And Juliet was what, a sixth-grader?