The world is a big place," he said, "but so is the inside of an apartment!
Memories are small prayers to God, if we believed in that sort of thing.
I felt it very moving to feel his touch, and to remember that hands can also show love.
Everything is to protect you. I exist in case you need to be protected.
Highs and lows make you feel that things matter, but they're nothing." "So what's something?" "Being reliable is something. Being good.
They reciprocated the great and saving lie--that our love for things is greater than our lover for our love for things--willfully playing the parts they wrote for themselves, willfully creating and believing fictions necessary for life.