In the dream, Tana's mother loved her more than anyone or anything. More than death.-Tana-page 21-chapter 4
Even from the beginning, that was the problem. People liked pretty things. People even liked pretty things that wanted to kill and eat them.
There was a young lady of Niger Who smiled as she rode on a tiger; They returned from a ride With the Lady inside And the smile on the face of the tiger.
Stirred...the fur-toothed graves of young boys...a thousand slain in the time it would take to do love with a pretty girl or think of a new God.
To all you parents out there, don't make your little girls, or little boys, so thirsty for love that they will want to drink water that will poison them.
the only way Bex would miss this would be if she were unconscious. And tied up. And in a concrete bunker. In Siberia.
I thought about how there are two types of secrets: the kind you to keep in, and the kind you don't to let out.
I am sorry my decisions do not meet with your approval, but nevertheless, they are mine, and the consequences are also mine.
We look for pretty girls we can say bad things to. No one shows up.
I love you, baby girl. When you’re sad, I am too.
She remembered her fingers threaded through his hair and his kisses in places that made her long for him years later.
It is agreed that 'girls take more bringing up' than boys: what that really means is that girls must be more relentlessly supervised and repressed if the desired result is to ensue.
Without knowing it the girl was arguing on the side of the world's expert criminologists, who hold that to destroy an offender cannot benefit society so much as to redeem him.
You can put the girl in a relationship...," I began, putting my arm around her. "But you can't take the boy-crazy out of the girl," Cassie finished.
For are we not, all of us, wand'rers and strangers; and do we not, all of us, travel in danger or voyage uncharted seas?
If you ever look sideways at another man or attempt to refuse me I shall beat you. Got it?
You think I pretend weakness?" She nodded. "Not weakness, but you like to let others think they're in control, when it's you.
Sometimes Midas suspected that life was a film with subliminal messages. Things would move along with an acceptable degree of predictability, then be punctuated by some horrible childhood memory.
Dear Government... I'm going to have a serious talk with you if I ever find anyone to talk to.
From a purely physical standpoint she didn't have a chance, but her attitude was that death was better than capitulation.
Even now, he is every blue blazer getting into cab, every runner along the river,every motorcycle coming and going.
