My Voice Is Clotted With Unshed Tears.

Wow. I've Never Been A Vip Before. I've Never Even Been A Ip.

"this Is Me, Remember!" Retorts Suze. "i Know What You're Like! You Used To Throw All Your Bank Statements Into The Trash And Hope A Complete Stranger Would Pay Off Your Bills!" This Is What Happens. You Tell Your Friends Your Most Personal Secrets, And They Use Them Against You.

There's No Luck In Business. There's Only Drive, Determination, And More Drive.

I Feel All Agitated, Like One Of Those Snow Globes You See Resting Peacefully On Shop Counters. I Was Perfectly Happy Being An Ordinary, Dull Little Swiss Village. But Now Jack Harper’s Come And Shaken Me Up, And There Are Snowflakes All Over The Place, Whirling Around Until I Don’t Know What I Think Anymore. And Bits Of Glitter, Too. Tiny Bits Of Shiny, Secret Excitement.

I Hurl The Glass Teapot To The Ground. We Both Stare At It, Stunned. "it Was Supposed To Break," I Explain After A Pause, " And That Was Going To Signify That Yes, I Would Throw Something Away . If I Knew It Wasn't Right For Me.