It is better to lose than never to have had.

I never confused what I had with what I was.

The images of his infinite pasts and infinite futures washed over him as he waited, paralyzed, in the present.

Try to live so that you can always tell the truth.

I woke up once in the middle of the night, and Buckminster's paws were on my eyelids. He must have been feeling my nightmares.

I have so much to say to you. I want to begin at the beginning, because that is what you deserve. I want to tell you everything, without leaving out a single detail. But where is the beginning? And what is everything?

Food is not rational. Food is culture, habit, and identity.