I love my parents' murderer; I suppose I could love anyone.
You can break a thing, but you cannot always guide it afterward into the shape you want.
We got it. Val grinned and lifted her fist. Wonder twin powers activate! Ruth grinned back, knocking her fist into Val's. Shape of two fucking lunatics.
Ah! A lady of mystery! My very favorite kind.
Her tragedy, if she had one, was to be as normal and average as any child ever born.
Why am I the way I am? His tone makes it clear he’s proposing something I might suggest he ask, not really wondering about it. There are no real answers, Jude. Why was I cruel to Folk? Why was I awful...
Nice things don’t happen in storybooks. Or when they do happen, something bad happens next. Because otherwise the story would be boring, and no one would read it.
Most of all, I hate you because I think of you. Often. It's disgusting, and I can't stop.
As he bent closer, he realized they were words -- words his wife had carved into the cave ice with the last of her dying strength. As he read them, he felt them like three hard blows in the stomach. K...
Someone could cut through the mess in our house and look at it like one might look at rings on a tree or layers of sediment. They'd find the black-and-white hairs of a dog we had when I was six, the a...
Our tragedy is that we forget it might be someone else first.
Our eyes meet, and something dangerous sparks. I remind myself.Kiss me again, he says, drunk and foolish. Kiss me until I am sick of it.I feel those words, feel them like a kick to the stomach. He see...
She came out of sleep like a thunderclap—waking from dreams so deep and dark that she couldn’t remember anything but dirt and hands pulling her down into graves with cities inside them.
Kiss me again, he says, drunk and foolish. Kiss me until I am sick of it.
Get down here before you’re recognized. Playing hide-and-seek under the table? Crouching in the dirt? Typical of your kind, but far beneath my dignity. He laughs unsteadily, like he expects I am going...
A stray dog, I might understand, she said. But this? You are too softhearted.No, Mabry, Ravus said. I am not. He looked in Val's direction. I think she wants to die.Maybe you can help her after all, M...
He had read lots of stories where heroes succeeded in spite of long odds, where they accomplished a task that everyone else had failed at. He wondered for the first time about all the people who'd gon...
This is the part in the movie where that guy says, Zombies? What zombies? just before they eat his brains. I don't want to be that guy.
Baby, she says in a harsh whisper, in this world, lots of people will try to grind you down. They need you to be small so they can be big. You let them think whatever they want, but you make sure you...
So what are you really wearing? The words left her mouth before she could consider them. She winced.He didn't seem to mind; in fact, he flashed her one of his brief smiles. And if I said nothing at al...