“Oh no, if you really want to be wicked to him, nuke it first. (Geary)Yeah, but given his reaction to the cupcake, that might overload his taste buds with pleasure and kill him. (Tory)”

“How do you know all this? Jeez, Tory, you’re a kid. Act like it. (Geary)(Tory reached out and punched her on the arm.)Ow! What was that for? (Geary)Unexpected and irrational emotional outbursts. Isn’t that what teenagers are supposed to do? Oh, and sulk. A lot. (Tory)”

“But, he says again, if God much strong, much might as the Devil, why God no kill the Devil, so make him no more do wicked? I was strangely surprised at his question, [...] And at first I could not tell what to say, so I pretended not to hear him...”

“Yeah. Just keep the live feed going so that I can see it and pretend I’m there, too. (Tory)Yes, my queen. Anything else you’d like? (Geary)A million dollars and Brad Pitt. (Tory)You forgot world peace. (Geary)I’m feeling a bit selfish today. Teenage hormonal overdose, I think. Or just general excitement. (Tory)”

“God’s desire is to not only have you experience His love, but to totally overwhelm you with His love. To have you experience it to overflowing. To have you sense, feel, taste, and touch His love for you. He really wants you to experience Him!”

“Oh hell. I might not trust him with my heart but I really wanted to trust him with my body. Even if it was just this once.”