No child really chooses his religion; it is just the luck of the draw which blanket of beliefs you are wrapped in.

It took me a lifetime to realizethings don't get lost if they don't have value- you don't miss what you don't care about.

Having a fantasy come true doesn't always mean it will be permanent.

Infatuation's just another word for not seeing clearly. When you start to love a person- that's when they become real

The reason I am still sitting at Josef's kitchen table is the same reason traffic slows after a car wreck- you want to see the damage; you can't let yourself pass without that mental snapshot. We are drawn to horror even as we recoil from it.

[Jules] slides into a seat beside me with her hot lunch tray, sighing. “Four hours, thirty-six minutes, and twelve seconds till we’re out of purgatory for the weekend.” “Maybe later,” I murmur, still distracted by the day’s previous events. “So, let me show you how a conversation works. I say something, and then you say something back that actually relates to what I was talking about, as if you were even the least bit interested.” “Huh?” I say.

And sometimes, he was less lucid. He'd run around his cell like a caged animal; he'd rock back and forth; he'd swing from topic to topic as if it was the only way to cross the jungle of his thoughts.