I waste at least an hour every day lying in bed. Then I waste time pacing. I waste time thinking. I waste time being quiet and not saying anything because I'm afraid I'll stutter.

She doesn't want to end up like me. At least I'm giving someone an example not to follow.

A working brain is probably a lot like a map, where anybody can get from one place to another on the freeways. It's the nonworking brains that get blocked, that have dead ends, that are under construction like mine.

Life is not cured, Mr. Gilner." Dr. Mahmoud leans in. "Life is managed.

I don't owe people anything, and I don't have to talk to them any more than I feel I need to.

I'm not afraid of dying, I'm afraid of living.

I've started to think it must just be chemistry, in which case we're looking for the Shift and we haven't found it yet.