I hate this, I want this to stop, how are we supposed to live with this, and how am I supposed to walk away? You’re real and I hate you for it.

Your timing is amazing," Kami told him. "By which I mean, I am amazed by it.

I can try to wheedle information out of people," Holly offered. "For which I'll need a lower-cut top.

She walked beside Jared, four inches of rain-dashed darkness between her hanging wrist and his.

I don't have deal breakers," Alan said. "I look on tempests, and am never shaken.

Chimes?" Phyllis asked. "Chimes to call a lover? Chimes with the voice of a bird trapped in them? Chimes that play you whatever song you most desire to hear?" "No thanks," said Nick. "We've got MTV.

I'll do a deal with you McFarlane," he said. "You can exist. And you can even have coffee. But if you raise your voice or make any sudden movements, I shall die. And that'll show you." Seb shrugged in return, hiding how pleased he was pretty badly. "Fair enough.