Juliet had it easy; she never had to kill Romeo.

You're my flame in the dark. We chase away the shadows around each other.

Couldn't Lissa have healed that black eye away?" "Its a badge of honor. Makes me seem manly.

Indeed. That pony collection isn’t nearly complete,” Carter mused. When I dared a look back at him, I saw that the angel was smiling at me. “You see? You aren’t lost. No matter what happens to you, you have a plan. There’s still hope.

Because...Beacause it's so good, and there's only one chance to read a book for the first time, and I want it to last. That experience. I'd finish it in a day otherwise, and that'd be like...like eating a carton of ice cream in one sitting. Too much richness over too quickly. This way, I can draw it out. Make the book last longer. Savor it. I have to since they don't come out that often.

The problem with having so many people call me by nicknames was that when someone called me by my actual name, it usually meant something serious was happening.

Most good things come with the risk of something bad.