It was a pleasure, Enna, Finn, tree rat." "Did she just call you tree rat?

He would never abandon her, never leave a gaping hole, and even if he died someday, he was preserved like a lab specimen from all the alcohol he imbibed, so he wouldn't look or act much different.

Life is short, so live extra lives. Read books.

Ah, now, don't cry over lost years and forgetfulness. The tales tell what they can. The rest is for us to learn.

You can be who you will,” he repeated. His voice softened. “And if you will have me, I will be the one beside you.

If we're mad, we're mad in large numbers, at least larger than yours.

Truth is when your mind and your gut agree.