Fred is officially the mayor of Portland now.

Mice? Fine. Flying mice? Not so fine.

The tunnels may be long, and twisted, and dark; but you are supposed to go through them.

Unhappiness is bondage; therefore, happiness is freedom.

That’s a funny thing: you think, when awful things happen, everything else just stops, like you would forget to pee and eat and get thirsty, but it’s not really true. It’s like you and your body are two separate things, like your body is betraying you, chugging on, idiotic and animal, craving water and sandwiches and bathroom breaks while your world falls apart.

Everyone you trust, everyone you think you can count on, will eventually disappoint you.

Things That Don't Matter When You've Lived the Same Day Six Times and Died on at Least Two of Them: Lunch meats and their relative coolness.