Gym should be illegal. It's humiliating.
Slush is frozen over. People say that winter lasts forever, but it's because they obsess over the thermometer. North in the mountains, the maple syrup is trickling. Brave geese punch through the thin...
This is wonderful, wonderful! Be the bird. You are the bird. Sacrifice yourself to abandoned family values....
This is not our fight', the old man said. 'British or American, that is not the choice. You must choose your own side, find your road through the valley of darkness that will lead you to the river Jor...
It doesn't hurt. Nothing hurts except the small smiles and blushes that flash across the room like tiny sparrows.
The suffragettes were all about speaking up, screaming for their rights. You can't speak up for your right to be silent.
It's easier to floss with barbed wire than admit you like someone in middle school.
I want to go to sleep and not wake up, but I don’t want to die.
I looked in the mirror and realized that I was already dead. I let you kill me one piece at a time, starting when I was, what? Eight years old? Nine? You killed yourself and then you came after us.
Nicole can do anything that involves a ball and whistle.
Where did you live before you came here? I asked. The moon, he said smoothly. We left because the place had no atmosphere.
The world is crazy. You need a license to drive a car and go fishing. You don't need a license to start a family. Two people have sex and BAM! Perfectly innocent kid is born whose life will be screwed...
Mr. Freeman: You are getting better at this, but it's not good enough. This looks like a tree,but it is an average, ordinary, everyday, boring tree. Breathe life into it. Make it bend - trees are flex...
Too much sun after a Syracuse winter does strange things to your head, makes you feel strong, even if you aren't.
Few people know this, but I am a trained assassin, skilled in jujitsu and krav maga. I can also, with a few folds, turn an ordinary piece of notebook paper into a lethal weapon. Or I can turn it into...
I was in a race to see if I would die from the outside in or the inside out.
Could he hear my heart pounding?
The trick to surviving an interrogation is patience. Don’t offer up anything. Don’t explain. Answer the question and only the question that is asked so you don’t accidentally put your head in a noose.
Picasso. He whispers like a priest. Picasso. Who saw the truth. Who painted the truth, moulded it, ripped from the earth with two angry hands.
I embarked on a campaign of honey and kindness, which, if you've never tried it, is very hard to do with someone who thinks you are chickenhearted and has in the past called you a poxy sluggard. It is...