If Swans Weren't Real Myths'd Make Up.

There Are So Many Cities In Every Single City.

It'll Be All Right." Julia's Gentleness Makes It Worse. "in The End, Jace." "it Doesn't Feel Very All Right." "that's Because It's Not The End.

Sometimes The Fluffy Bunny Of Incredulity Zooms Around The Bend So Rapidly That The Greyhound Of Language Is Left, Agog, In The Starting Cage.

I Often Lose Myself In The Sudoku-like Challenges Of Making A Book Work.

There's A Link Between Bigotry And Bad Spelling.