He stared up at the stars: and it seemed to him then that they were dancers, stately and graceful, performing a dance almost infinite in its complexity.

“Remember: when people tell you something's wrong or doesn't work, they are almo…”

“It's a weird thing, writing.Sometimes you can look out across what you're writi…”

“Her other mother smiled brightly and the hair on her head drifted like plants u…”

“Nobody actually looks like what they really are on the inside.”