I Think I May Be In Love

You Know,” Cecily Said, “you Really Didn’t Have To Throw That Man Through The Window.

Not Magnus Himself, Who Was More Of A Cross Between A Panther And A Demented Elf.

There Are Some People—people The Universe Seems To Have Singled Out For Special Destinies. Special Favors And Special Torments. God Knows We're All Drawn Toward What's Beautiful And Broken; I Have Been, But Some People Cannot Be Fixed. Or If They Can Be; Its Only By Love And Sacrifice So Great That It Destroys The Giver.

Were You Thinking About Eating Me?

She Unwrapped The Blanket When She Came In My Door. You Were Inside It. She Set You Down On The Floor And You Started Ranging Around, Picking Things Up, Pulling My Cat's Tail—you Screamed Like A Banshee When The Cat Scratched You, So I Asked Your Mother If You Were Part Banshee. She Didn't Laugh.