The world may be broken, but hope is not crazy.

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.

Grief doesn't change you. It reveals you.

By saying you don’t care if the world falls apart, in some small way you’re saying you want it to stay together, on your own terms.

Witness also that when we talk about literature, we do so in the present tense. When we speak of the dead, we are not so kind.

Books—they weren't ladders out of the abyss, but they were companions.

Destiny is not something that happens all at once-it's something that happens only in retrospect.