“Hey, ants!" she shouted. "Please help. Anteater is very hungry, but cannot find any food.”
“Wait," Honey said to herself, as she realized something amazing. "I’m already an excellent flyer. Maybe I can fight crime too.”
“There are two types of visions. Those that will happen no matter what, and those that can be stopped. Now more than ever, I wish I could tell them apart.”
“They say that right before you die your whole life flashes before you – a medley of your own personal greatest hits. Well then, I must be about to live, because events that haven’t happened yet are constantly pushing themselves into my head.”
“Note to self: don’t throw things at girls.”
“Her eyes burrow into my forehead like greedy grubs that want to feed off my private thoughts.”