I was born into Bolรญvar's labyrinth, and so I must believe in the hope of Rabelais' Great Perhaps.
I have an Augustus Waters fetish.
The thing about chameleoning your way through life is that it gets to where nothing is real.
She walks lightly, old man. She walks lightly upon the earth.
What's the meaning of life? Other people.
All good American literature is always interested in people who are ambiguously heroic, like Gatsby.