Anya

“Your crazy makes my crazy make sense.”
“That makes absolutely no sense at all.”
“Exactly.”
“So... you love me? Like, love me like you want me to have your babies.”
I grin, knowing that'll spook him. He is exceptionally mature about it , only going a little white.
“Yeah. Like that. What about you?”
“I don't want you to have my babies. Men aren't cut out for that. Wimps.”

Zart, Lindy (2014-11-20). Roomies (p. 212). . Kindle Edition.”
― Lindy Zart, Roomies

“Interviewer: So. Tell me about your mother.
Ezra: You're taping this, right?
Interviewer: Audio only. Camera is faulty.
Ezra: Okay, well for the benefit of the sight-impaired, I am now raising my… oh, dear… yes, it's my MIDDLE finger at Mr. Postgrad here.
Interviewer: Mr. Mason...
Ezra: Now I'm wiggling it.
Interviewer: Terminating interview at 13:58 on 03/19/75.
Ezra: Look at it wiggl-
-audio ends-”
― Amie Kaufman, Illuminae

“An ugly man, with a face sharp like a weasel and a habit of running a flickering tongue over his lips before he speaks. But most ugly of all are his eyes: blue, bright blue. When people see them, they flinch. Such things are freakish. He is lucky he was not killed at birth.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“We’re all made of stars,” he agrees. “We burn bright, then we flicker away".”
― Kelley York, Made of Stars