Am I the moss on your bark, then?" Ani asked.
Enna grabbed her around the waist and shook her affectionately. "You're the mossiest girl I know.

He smiled in a way that made me want to kiss him right on the spot. Or the lips. Whichever was closer.

I'm not bossy - I just happen to be more capable than most everyone else.

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a thirty-something woman in possession of a satisfying career and fabulous hairdo must be in want of very little

Yes, we'll yell, 'Help, help us, goose girl, and bring the terrifying legion of warrior geese'.

I'm Razo, a member of Bayern's Own," he said, stopping himself from adding "Loafing is just a hobby of mine."
"Bayern's Own? But you're a child."
Razo looked up to the sky. "I'm not a child, I'm just short.