No matter what day it is, no matter what time, no matter where I am - I'm always at the star party, staring at the slhouette on the crest of the hill, whishing that one dark shape would split in two. But it never does.

“August 21. ... I've become pretty good at telling weeds fom not-weeds. But ever…”

“Or maybe you’re merely uncomfortable with uncertainty. Like the rest of the hum…”

“He wagged his finger in my face. "You're not SUPPOSED to do anything. YOU'RE th…”

“History sits on our shoulders, while reading opens our hearts.”