Every aspect of human technology has a dark side, including the bow and arrow.

She knows the rituals, she knows how we're supposed to be behaving...But I think these things are impenetrable and fraudulent, and I can't do them without feeling I'm acting.

The reason they invented coffins, to lock the dead in, preserve them, they put makeup on them; they didn't want them spreading or changing into anything else. The stone with the name and date was on them to weight them down.

There's something final about saying you were married once. It's like saying you were dead once. It shuts them up.

Some cleric putting a match to her. /Neither of them looks happy about it. /Once lit, she'll burn like a book, /like a book that was ever finished, /like a locked-up library.

Don't eat anything you aren't prepared to kill. Don't kill anything you aren't prepared to eat.

What am I living for and what am I dying for are the same question.