"She's a real woman-child."
- Lyrics from "Crush with Eyeliner", R.E.M.
"She was illusive. She was today. She was tomorrow. She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of an elf owl. We did not know what to make of her. In our minds we tried to pin her to a corkboard like a butterfly, but the pin merely went through and away she flew." - from Jerry Spinelli's novel, Stargirl