There are among us those with stunted, shrunken souls that will at their first opportunity gorge themselves on the marrow of our bones. 

Potato, potato; tomato, tomato—there's no difference with the written words, she realized. 

It was possible to be both graceful and ungainly at the same time, he noted, watching the dove come in for a landing on his windowsill. 

Every moment is a miracle. 

So many of my childhood heroes were dying that I began to suspect the rapture was upon us. 

Ultraviolence was fine but naked bodies were a no no. 

What began as a joke became a fast-moving train that Troy couldn't control.