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We’ve seen the news. We know the story. How even our bodies hurt us.

When you are sixteen and sixty-five pounds, you are all shadows.

“It was not wartime sentiment that moved me to ask you here.”

“Elohim, we lasted through all the shit of training, and now it’s over.”

Tony’d had guns pulled on him more times than he had toes.

Love is trickling into Lady’s heart where usually there is only fear.

I had the tongue of an adder and my heart was black with rage and hate.

We are like a village here, separated from the rest of the world.

‘Isn’t this great?’ she said. ‘A bit of peace for ourselves?’ ‘No one could go into a cafe on their own on Christmas Day.’

Their mother was the real beauty of the family, or so everyone said.

“Please, please, please,” she begged the class. “Please don’t do it.”

I tell him: junkies are the only people worth talking to about love.

Howard found himself dancing the merengue with a buxom Puerto Rican.

The girl marched directly up to me, glaring, and said, “You hit my dog.”

The pillow into which her face was turned muffled her voice.

There was a glint of cold red light out there, on the other shore of the lake.

To resist him, I danced how he wanted, but made a mockery of it.

Why do girls want to cheerlead? Don’t they know it objectifies women?

I do not want to fall prey to the bewitchment of my mind by language.

A Good Samaritan refused is no more good than any Bad Samaritan.

Like a ghost, he appeared at the entrance of his hermitage.

Mina sees, very clearly, Tony Salvatore looking up her gaping shirt.

The dead children were wheeled away, covered with white sheets.

Why does she do it? She knows cutting yourself is a joke. Goth, idiotic.

Your intelligence and charisma would serve you well in life.

To see—and to see properly—is the writer’s central responsibility.

Needless to say, when it was my night to read I was beyond terrified.

He was making some green by ripping his own heart out.

She knew what boys can do to girls: if the girls are alone, and helpless.

Maybe she’s gay. I wonder if she masturbates when I’m out of the room.