To be able to talk to your heart’s content about a book you like with someone who feels the same way about it is one of the greatest joys that life can offer.

Life: I'll never understand it.

My imagination is a kind of animal. So what I do is keep it alive.

It depends on which reality you take and which reality I take.” (p. 318).

People's memories are maybe the fuel they burn to stay alive.

I never trust people with no appetite. It's like they're always holding something back on you.

A state of chronic powerlessness eats away at a person