As sisters, they probably have closer to 99 percent in common, but they’re not about to recognize that. They’d rather fight over what kind of pet they’re going to get … It’s an argument for its own sake.

“Moments into minutes. Minutes into hours. Hours into days. Days into years. Yea…”

“There is no way to describe how I feel. This is something I've never known. She…”

“for the first time in my life i realize why hangers are called hangers, because…”

“Maybe fate's arithmetic is so diffuse that it's not arithmetic at all.”