“You give me an apartment full of morning smells- toasted bagel and black coffee and the freckled lilies in the vase on the windowsill. You give me 24-across.”

“FRAGMENT, I am a fragment of us. I am a fragment composedof fragments. Mosaic, pastiche, ruin. Everydayconsciousness proposes lightbulb, ropeswing, teapot,David Bowie, your sweater on, your sweater off, tomatillo,all associated. Parts suggesting the wholethey long to be gathered into.”

“Tame my heartbut give me wingsso I can fly from hereto you.”

“Sidda can't help herself. She just loves books. Loves the way they feel, the way they smell, loves the black letters marching across the white pages...”

“Excuse me, but what kinda black lady are you?" I smiled, looked at her, and said, "The kinda black lady that you wanna know.”

“He moved so our noses touched. "I'm a human who can become a wolf. Smell is really important to me, and you, Rachel Clancy, smell like mine.”

“That’s amazing. You’re five years younger than me and you’re the one giving me the much-needed advice. Thank you.”“Yeah, well in all honesty, I just pulled most that stuff out of my ass. But still, you’re welcome.”