“I would learn the varying temperature of erratic desire, the caloric output of longing, and the previously undefined and eventually unbearable weight of first love.”

“Already, what would become my tribe had begun to die off.”

“Snortissimus dorsi.”

“Lee followed, more relaxed to be led into the now familiar beauty of candlelight and the soft music of a banquet in that shrine to the dead.”

“Life would be unbearably dull if we had answers to all our questions.”

“My magic. That was at the heart of me. It was a manifestation of what I believed, what I lived. It came from my desire to see to it that someone stood between the darkness and the people it would devour.”

“what else is there to do but laugh and joke...how else can you bear up under the unbearable?”