“It was the perfect moment to tell her. This is my last year. But I couldn’t say it. Not yet. I wanted another minute, another hour, another night of pretending this wasn’t the end.”

“This summer-sweet night is only one minute upon one minute upon anotherBeautiful cacophony, sugar upon lips, dancing to exhaustionI thought of you, before this minute upon another minute upon anotherUntil, numb, my lips fell onto the mouth of another, and I was undone.~from Golden Tongue: The Poems of Steven Slaughter which is a fictional book in Ballad: A gathering of faerie”

“I'm trying to make you think I'm a decent person. Telling you I saw you naked while I was another species does not help my case”

“the intermittent breeze carried her scent to me again and again , singing in another language of memories from another form .”

“Or even tell me it's because you could not live without The Boy's stunning Boyfruits for another night..."Sam's face was twisted into a weird shape at the mention of his Boyfruits.”

“everytime i saw him it was like another jolt”

“That night, like every other night since I’d met her, I curled Grace into my arms, listening to her parents’ muffled movements in the living room. They were like busy little brainless birds, fluttering in and out of their nest at all hours of the day or night, so involved in the pleasure of nest building that they hadn’t noticed that it had been empty for years.”