In our travels, we have come across many equations--math for understanding the universe, for making music, for mapping stars, and also for tipping, which is important. Here is our favorite equation: U...
I've the run of the place, and so i spend some time exploring, climbing steep stairs into thin turrets whose windows give me a bird's-eye view of the land surrounding Spence. I flit past locked doors...
I'd say... Petra crossed her legs, tucked a wayward strand of hair behind her ear. I'd say, I am too fucking fabulous for one gender. Oh, and can we please get rid of the cheesy dance numbers? It's li...
I refuse to let the past find me here.
I hear they feed you in Sing Sing, Evie muttered. Three squares a day. Evangeline, Will said with a sigh. Charity begins at home. So does mental illness.
I had thought Felicity dangerous a moment ago, when she felt powerful. I was wrong. Wounded and powerless, she is more dangerous than I could imagine.
I fear I will always have to chase the things I want. I'll always have to wonder whether I'm truly wanted or whether I've just been settled for.
I don’t care. If I like somebody, I like her, and that’s that. He thumped his chest and made a scowly face. Let ‘em come for me. I will stare down the mob with their pitchforks! I will make a speech a...
I don't want to have this conversation. It's sunny out. There's bacon downstairs.
I don't understand why he had to fight. He was already in heaven. True. But he wasn't content to serve. He wanted more.
I don't think you should die until you're ready. Until you've wrung out every last bit of living you can.
I don't know how to accomplish such a look. I find myself with a new fear: that I shall never, ever be this lovely.
I changed my mind. I don’t want to be an inveshtigative journalist anymore. I want to be a professional rum drinker. There are people who do that, Duff said. He’d barely sipped his rum. Really? What d...
I can be whatever.You can be whatever.We can be whatever.Whatever, together.
I am starting a collection of only right-hand gloves. It’s ever so bourgeois to have two.
I am not asking you to understand, Papa. I'm asking for you to accept.Accept what? My decision to live my own life as I see fit.It is so quiet that I suddenly wish I could take it back.
I am a jumble of passions, misgivings, and wants. It seems that I am always in a state of wishing and rarely in a state of contentment.
However, it has come to our attention that there is a small safety glitch with the Git R Done 447, which might cause it to fire too soon or even randomly, accidentally killing someone you love. Awkwar...
How I'd love to get away from here and be someone else for a while in a place where no one knows or expects certain things from me.
Holy f---! she managed before going under again, as if the water sensed that young ladies of such beauty and promise should never curse.