He had kissed her good night that night, and she had tasted like strawberry daiquiris, and he had never wanted to kiss anyone else again.

I don't know much more than I did when I was alive. Most of the stuff I know now that I didn't know then I can't put into words.

Words can be worrisome, poeple complex, motives and manners unclear, grant her the wisdom to choose her path right, free from unkindness and fear.

Time is fluid here', said the Demon.

Discontent is a good thing: discontented people can modify and improve their worlds, leave them better, leave them different.

I wondered how I looked to her, in that place, and knew that even in a place that was nothing but knowledge that was the one thing I could not know. That if I look inward I would see only infinite mirrors staring into myself for eternity.

Agnes was the worst prophet that's ever existed. Because she was always right. That's why the book never sold.