We all die and disappear, but that's because the mechanism of the world itself is built on destruction and loss.

There weren't any curtains in the windows, and the books that didn't fit into the bookshelf lay piled on the floor like a bunch of intellectual refugees.

Exhaustion pays no mind to age or beauty. Like rain and earthquakes and hail and floods.

Having an object that symbolizes freedom might make a person happier than actually getting the freedom it represents.

I'm going to take you out of here ... I'm going to take you home, to the world where you belong, where cats with bent tails live, and there are little backyards, and alarm clocks ring in the morning.

Time really is one big continuous cloth, no? We habitually cut out pieces of time to fit us, so we tend to fool ourselves into thinking that time is our size, but it really goes on and on.

Memories and thoughts age, just as people do. But certain thoughts can never age, and certain memories can never fade.