Have no fear, you will find your way. It's in your bones. It's in your soul.

He [Zampano] probably would of insisted on corrections and edits, he was his own harshest critic, but I've come to believe errors, especially written errors, are often the only markers left by a solitary life: to sacrifice them is to lose the angels of personality, the riddle of a soul. In this case a very old soul. A very old riddle.

Knowledge is hot water on wool. It shrinks time and space.

Prometheus, thief of light, giver of light, bound by the gods, must have been a book.

This great blue world of ours is but a house of leaves, moments before the wind.

You got a death wish, Truant?' Which was the thing that scared me. 'Cause maybe I did.

Youth always tries to fill the void, an old man learns to live with it.