The minister said, “Let us pray,” but as everyone else bowed their head, I could only stare slack-jawed at the sight of Peter Van Houten. After a moment, he whispered, “We gotta fake pray,” and bowed his head.

But what could I lose by continuing that had not already been lost?

The light filtered throught the leaves and pine needles above as if through lace, the ground spotted in shadow.

I wouldn't have cared if my girlfriend was a Jaguar-driving Cyclops with a beard - I'd have been grateful just to have someone to make out with.

there is no best and no worst, ...those judgments have no real meaning because there is only what is

I found his last words without too much searching. Captured by the Bolivian army, Guevara said, 'Shoot, coward. You are only going to kill a man.

What is the point of being alive if you don't at least try to do something remarkable?