Razo knew he was best at nothing, except maybe cramming two cherries into a single nostril.

...Speaking of, I've been playing with the letters - Lovers In a Very Enlightened Regard." "LIVER. Good one." "Also, how about Life Invasion Via Exceptional Respect?" "Life Invasion. Like it." "Or Lovelike Intensity Via Emotional Rapport." "Doesn't that spell OLIVER?

Ani felt a stirring, a hope, a winged thing waking up in her chest and brushing her heart with it's feathers.

Just like the old adage--what you dislike most in other people is what you dislike the most in yourself--

I know they are naught things, but I devour novels.” (p. 57).

...'Goose girl, may I kiss you?' She answered by... kissing him first.

Her smile was peculiar - it made her nose wrinkle, not as though she smelled something unpleasant, but more that she was so amused, her whole face wanted to be a part of the smile.