I love to have a laugh. I like to tease people.
The sky darkened, the air grew colder, but he didn't mind. It didn't occur to him to move. This was the right place. This was where he had wanted to be.
Another person's life, observed from the outside, always has a shape and definition that one's own life lacks.
It's the hardest thing in the world to go on being aware of someone else's pain.
You know you're walking around with a mask on, and you desperately want to take it off and you can't because everybody else thinks it's your face.
Fiction should be about moral dilemmas that are so bloody difficult that the author doesn't know the answer. What I hate in fiction is when the author knows better than the characters what they should do.
The past is a palimpsest. Early memories are always obscured by accumulations of later knowledge.
Troubles take wing for the man who can sing.
Sloths actually are like furry living ecosystems all by themselves! Algae grows on their fur and they are also home to "sloth moths" who call them home and drink their tears.
I've almost lost several times but come through that. Being able to play your way through the tournament is really able to help.
Valkyrie patted Fletcher’s arm. “Don’t worry,” she said. “If the bad man comes, I’ll protect you. ” “If the bad man comes,” Fletcher responded, “I’ll bravely give out a high-pitched scream to distract him. I may even bravely faint, to give him a false sense of security. That will be your signal to strike. ” “We make a great team. ” “Just don’t forget to stand in front of me the whole time,” he said.