“Twenty miles out of town. A million miles from the life you left behind.”

“I'm hungry for a juicy life. I lean out my window at night and I can taste it out there, just waiting for me.”

“Some ideas are not born of logic and good sense. They are made of clouds and cobwebs. They sprout from nowhere and feed on excitement, sprinkled with adventure juice and the sweet flavor of the forbidden. The psyche moves from the realms of the ordinary and takes a delicate step towards the unknown. We know we shouldn't and that is exactly why we do.”

“. . . blah blah blah and rhubarb.”

“they do not kissbut they both want toinstead their feet touch and so do their armsit is electric magictheir tiny arm hairs tinglinghappily lying togetherthe sun warming themwatching sky through green-leafed gum branchclose enough to hear each other breathesweet togethernessthis lazy lying down dance of love”

“She was starting to get a little breathless from trailing Casper, though the guys weren’t having any trouble. “How far have we gone? Like three miles?” Gabriel gave her a look. “Like one.” So she needed more cardio.”

“Behind him,across vast distances of space and time, from the place he had left, he thought he heard music too. But perhaps it was only an echo.”