Books can ignite fires in your mind, because they carry ideas for kindling, and art for matches.

The world is Trouble...and Grace. That is all there is.

I think he became a man who brought peace and wisdom to hi world, because he knew about war and folly. I think that he loved greatly, because he had seen what lost love is. And I think he came to know, too, that he was loved greatly." She looked at the strawberry in her hands. "But I thought you didn't want me to tell you your future.

Talk is only silence that ain't workin' well.

OKAY. So I was going to the library every Saturday. So what? So what? It's not like I was reading books or anything.

When gods die, they die hard. It's not like they fade away, or grow old, or fall asleep. They die in fire and pain, and when they come out of you, they leave your guts burned. It hurts more than anything you can talk about. And maybe worst of all is, you're not sure if there will ever be another god to fill their place. Or if you'd ever want another god to fill their place. You don't want the fire to go out inside you twice.

In the whole story of the world, bananas have never once been a special treat.