She was a girl with a mountain to climb.

You might argue that I make the rounds no matter what year it is, but sometimes the human race likes to crank things up a little. They increase the production of bodies and their escaping souls.

His soul sat up. It met me. Those kinds of souls always do - the best ones. The ones who rise up and say "I know who you are and I am ready. Not that I want to go, of course, but I will come." Those souls are always light because more of them have been put out. More of them have already found their way to other places.

There were stars. They burned my eyes.

You can do anything when it's not real. When it is real, nothing breaks your fall. Nothing gets between you and the ground.

She gave 'The Dream Carrier' to Max as if words alone could nourish him.

Very quickly, very suddenly, words fell through my mind. They landed on the floor of my thoughts, and in there, down there, I started to pick the words up. They were excerpts of truth gathered from inside me.