“Don't mind us, Shay." Mason flashed him a smile. "We're just a bunch of wild animals. "No joke." Dax flexed his arms.”
“Most of us don't live our lives with one, integrated self that meets the world, we're a whole bunch of selves. ”
“when he smiles it's as if you'd just told him the first joke on earth.”
“He lit his pipe again, smiling to himself quietly, with that painful smile of his, as though he were enjoying a joke that hurt him.”
“Wait.” Shay clasped my arm, turning me toward him. “Calla, you know, right?”“Know what?” I asked, caught in the mystery of his eyes.“That I love you too.”
“I regularly comment on my desire to exploit my admirers or to kill babies and cute animals, and I don't even need to laugh or smile for people to think I am joking.”