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“If it helps, think of this as a preventative autopsy.”
“One baptism in fire-extinguishing foam per year is my limit,” I said.
There are bad things in the world. There’s no getting away from that. But that doesn’t mean nothing can be done about them. You can’t abandon life just because it’s scary, and just because sometimes you get hurt.
If you can’t stop the bad thoughts from coming to visit, at least you can make fun of them while they’re hanging around.
“Yes. You’re forty pounds heavier than me,” Anastasia said calmly. “Bitch, I know you didn’t just say that,” Molly bristled, stepping forward with her hands clenched.
“You’re in America now,” I said. “Our idea of diplomacy is showing up with a gun in one hand and a sandwich in the other and asking which you’d prefer.”
I straightened up again in a hurry, wincing, and entertained wild fantasies about lying down on the floor and sleeping for a week.
“Don’t try this at home folks,” I muttered. “I’m a professional.”
“I am not a material girl,” she said, running a hand over the Rolls’s fender. “But . . . damn.”
“Everyone dies, honey,” I said, very quietly. “Everyone. There’s no ‘if.’ There’s only ‘when.’ ” I let that sink in for a moment. “When you die, do you want to feel ashamed of what you’ve done with your life? Feel ashamed of what your life meant?”
“Frankly, Shaggy, I don’t give a damn,”
“There is the world that should be,” he growled, “and the world that is. We live in one.” “And must create the other,” Ebenezar retorted, “if it is ever to be.”
I love being a wizard. Every day is like Disneyland.
Maybe it’s better to look stupid but strong than it is to look smart but weak. I don’t know. I’m not sure I want to believe that the world stage bears that strong a resemblance to high school.
See, here’s the thing. Morgan was right: you can’t win them all. But that doesn’t mean that you give up. Not ever. Morgan never said that part—he was too busy living it.
