"Why are breakfast food breakfast foods?" I asked them. "Like, why don't we have curry for breakfast?" "Hazel, eat." "But why?" I asked. "I mean seriously: How did scrambled eggs get stuck with breakfast exclusivity? You can put bacon on a sandwich without anyone freaking out. But the moment your sandwich has an egg, boom, it's a breakfast sandwich."

The Colonel's hand was so little, and I grabbed it tight, his cold seeping into me and my warmth into him. 'I memorized the populations,' he said.

All hurt is brain hurt.

I felt the unfairness of it, the inarguable injustice of loving someone who might have loved you back but can't due to deadness.

It is easy to forget how full the world is of people, full to bursting, and each of them imaginable and consistently misimagined.

I have never really thought of him as a person, either.... A guy whose strings were broken, who didn’t feel the root of his leaves of grass connected to the field, a guy who was cracked. Like me.

he is both the source of my happiness and the one i want to share it with. i have to believe that’s a sign.