She taught me everything I knew about crawfish and kissing and pink wine and poetry. She made me different.

History doesn't have a curfew.

I hadn’t read a real series like that since I was a kid, and it was exciting to live again in an infinite fiction.

The missing piece in his stomach hurt so much-and eventually he stopped thinking about the Theorem and wondered only how something that isn't there can hurt you.

Our role as humans is to recognize the complexity of others.

Also, it was a bit hopeless," he said. "A bit defeatist." "If by defeatist you mean honest, then I agree." "I don't think defeatism is honest, " Dad answered. "I refuse to accept that.

Truth resists simplicity.