We All Romanticize The People We Adore.

I Always Had This Secret Suspicion That I Was Special.

"i Think Forever Is An Incorrect Concept," I Answered. He Smirked. "you're An Incorrect Concept." "i Know. That's Why I'm Being Taken Out Of The Rotation".

I Don't Have A Favourite Book, I Have Hundreds.

Did I Help You To A Fate You Didn't Want?

And So Much Depends, I Told Augustus, Upon A Blue Sky Cut Open By The Branches Of The Trees Above. So Much Depends Upon The Transparent G-tube Erupting From The Gut Of The Blue-lipped Boy. So Much Depends Upon The Observer Of The Universe.