I realized I was on a something island. 'How did I get here,' I wondered, surrounded by Nothing, "and how can I get back?

In the end, everyone loses everyone. There was no invention to get around that.

We believed in our grandmother’s cooking more fervently than we believed in God.

We say no to lots of things that would please us. I would like to punch people every now and then, but I don't. I would like to have something for free rather than pay for it. I would like to skip to the front of the line... I don't mean to brush aside the taste of meat, which is a powerful attraction. But its power is not without limit.

You only get to keep what you refuse to let go of.

Was his death an essential stage in the continuation of his life?

And so it was when anyone tried to speak: their minds would become tangled in remembrance. Words became floods of thought with no beginning or end, and would drown the speaker before he could reach the life raft of the point he was trying to make. It was impossible to remember what one meant, what, after all of the words, was intended.