Half the confusion in the world comes from not knowing how little we need. ~ Ch. 2

What people think about you is not supposed to matter much, so long as you yourself know where the truth lies; but I have found out, as have others who move in…

I paused to listen to the silence. My breath, crystallized as it passed my cheeks, drifted on a breeze gentler than a whisper. The wind vane pointed toward the…

What I had not counted on was discovering how closely a man could come to dying and still not die, or want to die. That, too, was mine; and it also is to the g…

Few people know so clearly what they want. Most people can't even think what to hope for when they throw a penny in a fountain.

What the hell kind of bed you giving us, anyways. We don't want no pants rabbits. Ch. 2, p.20

Ambiguity - the Devil's volleyball.