He knew he couldn't tell stories, that he always included extraneous details & tangents that interested only him.

She was nothing but good and I was nothing but bad, but then she died, and I didn't.

And I wrote my way out of the labyrinth.

There's a stark difference between the words 'prodigy' and 'genius.' Prodigies can very quickly learn what other people have already figured out; geniuses discover that which no one has ever previously discovered. Prodigies learn; geniuses do.

I choose the labyrinth.

I just want you to be happy. If that’s with me or with someone else or with nobody. I just want you to be happy.

I mean, I am pretty fabulous. Am I not?' 'You're a pillar of fabulosity in the community,' I tell him.