520

Days when she wasn't sure her feet touched the ground.

519

He makes me see colors I didn't know existed.

518

It was a wish.

It was a joke.

517

You come back looking for answers but this place doesn't mean anything anymore.

516

It's the way he follows you without knowing what for.

515

It's a feeling from the past and I'm afraid this time it won't fade.

514

We were floating over the city as stars exploded above and below us.

513

For a moment, every person has your face.

512

At some point, her friends would realize that if she was quoting Shakespeare, things were bad.

511

He was blowing up the stereo.

510

He doesn't look like paper. He looks like a shark.

509

How many times have you fought for this? How many times have you won?

508

They told us the night was dangerous, and so we stopped looking at the stars.

507

When she started finishing the stranger's sentences.

506

The best minds of our time didn't retreat into solitary. They learned to cope with sensory overload.

505

The way people used to check weapons at the door, you had to check your technology when entering a No Distraction Zone. Cell phones, trackers, tablets, and ear pieces were cataloged, and you could pick up your tech on your way out.

504

After the churches closed, the movie theaters stayed open. They were the only places left where you could focus on one screen, attention undivided, for hours at a time.

503

They asked me why I was so hard on myself, and I told them because no one else challenges me.

502

It's funny how she expects the worst in humans and the best in technology.

501

Days when she left the disguise at the office.

500

Maybe we have always been stuck in this spot, but we never stopped to look around.

499

They wanted us to run, so we ran. Then they wanted us to swim, so we swam.

498

You were always a good student, so learn from this.

497

It's me, giving up on you.

496

When she didn't realize she needed saving, and she didn't realize he was trying.

495

Nights when the ink on her fingers came from drawing, not writing.

494

Criteria for time travel agents include keeping a journal about your life, consistently over the course of your lifetime. How else will you be able to avoid past versions of yourself? You need that data.

493

No one can hear you scream in space, unless you're in a spacesuit screaming into your radio transmitter. In which case, everyone can hear you but no one can help you.

492

When art mimics life and life mimics art, what is art? What is life?

491

We were two conversations away from admitting we were in love.

490

When your day job interferes with your art.

489

Everything is falling up and I can't seem to breathe.

488

Church is kind of empty these days and no one seems to mind.

487

Everybody sounds the same.
Everybody sounds like you.

486

She preferred corn fields over coastlines.

485

And I'm getting a headache from not using my brain.

484

The car's roof had large, uneven spots--a paint job gone wrong. The windows were dingy and dusty and the brown paint was faded, speckled, even rusted in spots. A pair of black and white dice hung on the review mirror. Decals of playing cards, the Queen of Hearts and the Ace of Spades, were on the passenger-side door. She could see a black top hat on the back seat, along with a stuffed duffle bag.

She walked around the back of the car and smiled at the license plate: MGCMAN

This was the magician's car, and she was surprised he parked it this far away from the building, out in the open. She glanced around the parking lot, but he must have still been in the store.

So she leaned against the trunk and waited for him.

483

I see all the suffering
There's nothing I can do
No amount of willpower
will ever see this through

I look for superheroes
for any saving grace
But still this world's fallen
A broken human race

Our poets talk about this
beauty in the breakdown
as if we should admire pain
I'd rather cure the town

482

I loved you then and I knew it.

I love you still and I shouldn't.

481

The memory of him is a tremor in the night, whispering through her, and she lets it pass.

480

No one has a destiny; everyone has choices.

479

He felt like summer on her skin but it didn't warm the chill in her heart.

478

Stoke the flames only if you're ready to deal with fire.

477

I see it in you, and I see it in me, and that's the part that worries me.

476

The shoes of a protagonist and the personality of a sidekick.

475

It's not forgetting so much as it's not remembering in the first place.

474

I'm tuned into a frequency not many people know.

473

She broke apart the fortune cookie and uncurled the slip of paper.

It said: "Tell a little lie today."

472

The day shredded her, cut her to the core. At home, she rested—in constant pain, but she mended.

Tomorrow, she faces the blades again.

471

It feels like falling in love, and it feels like I can't stop, and it's music—only music.

470

It was the music she needed to hear that sparked and shimmered in the air around her, dissipating the hazy fog of stress.

469

People say there's something in the water, but no one talks about the air.