Then they set out along the blacktop in the gunmetal light, shuffling through the ash, each the other's world entire.

For the poor any choice was a gift with two faces.

Probably I dont believe in a lot of things that I used to believe in but that doesnt mean I dont believe in anything.

Choose your enemies carefully 'cause they will define you Make them interesting 'cause in some ways they will mind you They're not there in the beginning but when your story ends Gonna last with you longer than your friend

Our waking life's desire to shape the world to our convenience invites all manner of paradox and difficulty.

Listen to me, he said, when your dreams are of some world that never was or some world that never will be, and you're happy again, then you'll have given up. Do you understand? And you can't give up, I won't let you.

Dying ain't in people's plans, is it?