I think the rest of the world is not as cold and lonely a place as you think. At least I have to hope.

Sometimes I think that maybe we are just stories. Like we may as well just be words on a page, because we're only what we've done and what we are going to do.

She did not believe he could have really gone, because for her, to leave the person you loved was impossible.

She was all the things I wasn't. And i was all the things she wasn't. she could paint circles around anyone; I couldn't even draw a straight line. She was never into sports; I've always been. Her hand, it fit mine.

I've been reading about moths," she said, to fill the silence.
"What have you read?"
Maggie shrugged. "They navigate by the light of the moon. They fling themselves into flames and electric lights because they think they're headed toward the moon's light."
"I guess they die in ecstasy then," Liam said.

Tea was good. Tea was possibly the safest drink in the entire Empire. It defied anything untoward.