I like the sound of words, but I don’t ever really expect my slow, slanted impression of the world to change by what I read.

It isn’t hard to find evil in this world. Evil is always more easily imagined than good, somehow.

Do good though, will you?” She blinked brightly at the green girl. “If not for your parents or your grandmother, then for me?

Because no retreat from the world can mask what is in your face.