I didn’t know you could fry toast,” I remarked, to which Kev replied that there wasn’t a food he was aware of that couldn’t be improved by frying.

If I never went home, what exactly would I be missing? I pictured my cold cavernous house, my friendless town full of bad memories, the utterly unremarkable life that had been mapped out for me....

They were orphans of war, washed up on that little island in a tide of blood. What made them amazing wasn’t that they had miraculous powers; that they had escaped the ghettos and gas chamges...

Maybe I could use a little metal on the inside, I thought. If I’d kept my heart better armored, where would I be now?Easy—I’d be at home, medicating myself into a monotone. Drowning my sorrows...

Stars, too, were time travelers. How many of those ancient points of light were the last echoes of suns now dead? How many had been born but their light not yet come this far? If...

Strange, I thought, how you can be living your dreams and your nightmares at the very same time.

Males lack the seriousness of temperament required of persons with such great responsibilities.

Because from the day I met her I’d known I wanted to be part of any world she belonged to. Did that make me crazy? Or was my heart too easily conquered?

Their memory was something tangible and heavy, and I would carry it with me.

I love you too, I wanted to say with as much hurtful sarcasm as I could muster, but she hadn’t seen me, and I kept quiet. I did love her, of course, but mostly just...

I wanted to thank you,” I said.She wrinkled her nose and squinted like I’d said something funny. “Thank me for what?” she said.”You give me strength I didn’t know I had,”; I said. “You make...

Do you ever find yourself climbing into an open grave during a bombing raid and wish you’d just stayed in bed?

Which was just well: goodbyes had never been my strong suit anyway, and lately my life had felt like an unbroken series of them. Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.

She moved to pinch me again but I blocked her hand. I’m no expert on girls, but when one tries to pinch you four times, I’m pretty sure that’s flirting.

It’s easy to say you don’t care about money when you have plenty of it.

When I was a kid, Granpa Portman’s fantastic stories meant it was possible to live a magical life. Even after I stopped believing them, there was still something magical about my grandfather. To have endured...

I didn’t know what to call it, what was happening between us, but I liked it. It felt silly and fragile and good.

It seemed like my parents were always trying to get me to care about money, but I didn’t, really. Then again, it’s easy to say you don’t care about money when you have plenty of...

A song and a smile from someone I cared about could be enough to distract me from all that darkness, if only for a little while.

Have they built cities on the moon?” another boy asked hopefully.”We left some garbage and a flag there in the sixties, but thats about it.

Though I imagine we’re killing ourselves right now in all manner of ways that’ll seem insane to people in the future. And as doors to the next world go, a bog ain’t a bad choice....

…so one day my mother sat me down and explained that I couldn’t become an explorer because everything in the world had already been discovered. I’d been born in the wrong century, and I felt...

What would Golan Do? That way I can ask myself before I do anything. Before I take a dump. How would Dr. Golan want me to take this dump? Should I bank it off the...

What I believe is that when it comes to big things in life, there are no accidents. Everything happens for a reason. You are here for a reason — and it’s not to fail and...

I used to dream about escaping my ordinary life, but my life was never ordinary. I had simply failed to notice how extraordinary it was. Likewise, I never imagined that home might be something I...

That was our friendship: equal parts irritation and cooperation.

To have endured all the horrors he did, to have seen the worst of humanity and have your life made unrecognizable by it, to come out of all that the honorable and brave and good...

What if there’s no town for fifty kilometers?” Said Enoch.”The we’ll walk for fifty-one kilometers. But I know we weren’t blown that far off course.

..he had trampled her poor, pining heart, and the wound was still raw, even these many years later.

Right at the flamingo orgy! Left at the multiethnic roof Santas! Straight past the pissing cherubs!

Forgive me. I continue to underestimate the breadth of your ignorance.

But these weren’t the kind of monsters that had tentacles and rotting skin, the kind a seven-year-old might be able to wrap his mind around–they were monsters with human faces, in crisp uniforms, marching in...

I knew there was something peculiar about you,” she said. “And I mean that as the highest compliment.” I’d always known I was strange. I never dreamed I was peculiar.

…slow and drunk is no match for fast and scared shitless.

You Sure this is it?” I said. “It looks empty.””Empty? No way, there’s loads of shit in there,” worm replied

You may choose to live in a world of fantasy if you like, my dear, but I am a realist.