To each his own magic.

“You look very handsome, Papa," I say.The twinkle is back in his eyes. "Smoke an…”

“I'm a librarian, not an oracle.”

“Wanna rock you, girl, with a butterfly tunic. / No, I'm not gay, I'm just your …”

“Petra turned to her. "Everybody lies about who they are. Name one person here w…”