Cities are never random. No matter how chaotic they might seem, everything about them grows out of a need to solve a problem

There's ordinary people out there doing extraordinary things.

The living would come up with endless theories to argue, because the living were exceptionally good at arguing, especially when no one knew the answer.

Already Roland feels his limbs starting to go numb. He swallows hard. "I hate this. I hate you. I hate all of you." "I understand.

When it comes to such open-heart reflection, I'm a firm believer in the observer effect, which states that anything you try to observe is automatically changed by the mere fact that you're looking at it. The way I see it, if you try to study your emotions on a microscopic level, the best you can do is understand how it feels to hold the magnifying glass.

It's strange how we always want other people to feel what we feel. It must be a basic human drive. Misery loves company, right? Or when you see a movie that you love, don't you want to drag all your friends to see it as well? Because it's only good the second time if it's the first time for somebody else—as if their experience somehow resonates inside of you.

When you live a life without questions, you're unprepared for the questions when they come.