But I need to wake up somehow. Or maybe not. Maybe it’s best to get through the day half-asleep. Maybe that’s the only way to get through today.

But they were wrong. There was a reason.

I didn't feel physically sick. But mentally. My mind was twisting in so many ways. (...) We once saw a documentary on migraines. One of the men interviewed used to fall on his knees and bang his head against the floor, over and over during attacks. This diverted the pain from deep inside his brain, where he couldn't reach it, to a pain outside that he had control over.

When you try rescuing someone and discover they can't be reached, why would you ever throw that back in their face?

The main thing I wanted to say, and thankfully it’s what most people say they get out of the book, is simply an acknowledgement that we do affect each other in ways we can’t predict.

Maybe it's not as important to you as it was for me, but that's not for you to decide.

That's why you did it. You wanted your world to collapse around you. You wanted everything to get as dark as possible.