I'm not really dying today. No person ever died that had a family. I'll be around a long time. A thousand years from now, a whole township of my offspring will be biting sour apples in the gumwood shade.

I feel like I’ve been saving up a lot of things, and I don’t know what.

Halloween. Sly does it. Tiptoe catspaws. Slide and creep. But why? What for? How? Who? When! Where did it all begin? 'You don't know, do you?' asks Carapace Clavicle Moundshroud climbing out under the pile of leaves under the Halloween Tree. 'You don't really know!'

You're insane!" "I won't argue that point.

We have too many cellphones. We've got too many internets. We have got to get rid of those machines. We have too many machines now.

I’m really alive! he thought. I never knew it before, or if I did I don’t remember!

See the world. It's more fantastic than any dream.