That’s part of what I like about the book in some ways. It portrays death truthfully. You die in the middle of your life, in the middle of a sentence

Like many people, I feel like celebrating. Remember this feeling. It is human, and can help us understand when others express bloodlust.

And so that is the question I leave you with in this final: What is your cause for hope?

...It was nice to spend time with someone so interesting.

I'm a good person but a shitty writer. You're a shitty person but a good writer. We'd make a good team.

Talking to a drunk person was like talking to an extremely happy, severely brain-damaged three-year-old.

Girls think they’re only allowed to wear dresses on formal occasions, but I like a woman who says, you know, I’m going over to see a boy who is having a nervous breakdown, a boy whose connection to the sense of sight itself is tenuous, and gosh dang it, I am going to wear a dress for him.