I may have been a complete lunatic, but I was a complete lunatic with
I love Ginny's expedition!
I don't think I've ever seen you without braids. I thought your hair just grew that way.
I can sleep like a champion. I once slept through a smoke alarm going off. For three hours.
From this close, she could see the color of his eyes perfectly. They were a misty, shifting blue marbled with gray, like smoke rising through an early morning sky.
Even though she had been warned, she tripped over the bike. She probably tripped because she'd been warned and was telling herself not to trip over the bike. She did that sometimes. It was often easie...
Did I just kill someone?You can't kill a dead person, Callum said. Makes no sense.
Before I take you into the beating heart of the story, let’s get one thing out of the way. I know from experience that when it comes up later, it will distract you so much that you won’t be able to co...
And I think something is beautiful if it reveals something important about what it means to be alive.
Clio realized.
Because talent alone doesn't make an artist
You'd been petting a stuffed dog?' she said 'A dead one?''It was a really well stuffed dog' I clarified. 'I have seen some bad taxidermy. This was top-notch work. It would have fooled anyone.
You have to take things as they are, not how you hear they're supposed to be.
Where her books were, she was. Get the books right and the rest will follow. Now she could address the rest of the room.
We heard her come halfway up the stairs, where she must have seen the bedroom light on. Again, the normal parent reaction would have been to say something like, You had better come out this moment or...
Spicy food and I have a close relationship—an obsessive one, in fact. If it’s spicy, I want it. I want to sweat and shake and go half blind from the searing pain . . . which, now that I put it that wa...
One question, I said. Did you tell me all that because you think I'm going to die?No, he said. It's because you're doing something brave, and I felt I should too.I'll take that as a yes, I said.
Once again, her parents' problems had run through her life like a piece of heavy equipment, smashing everything in their way.
It wasn't ass-screaming Beaker, though. It was fourteen girls in matching, form fitting sweats, all of which read RIDGE CHEERLEADING on the butt. (A form of ass-screaming, I suppose.) Each had her nam...
It took a lot of women like that, a lot of women who said I'm not going to do what you expect me to do, because you have no idea what I'm capable of. I'm going to get dirty and use tools and live the...