He removed his unvaluable valuables and dumped his shirt, pants, and skivvies into a letter slot.

Terror. When you come home and notice everything you own has been taken away and replaced by an exact substitute. It’s when the lights go out and you feel something behind you-you hear it-you feel its breath against your ear, but when you turn around there’s nothing there.

Oh Christ, he groaned to himself, if this is the stuff adults have to think about I never want to grow up

Paul LePage has become a terrible embarrassment to the state I live in and love. If he won't govern, he should resign.

Homesickness is not always a vague, nostalgic, almost beautiful emotion, although that is somehow the way we always seem to picture it in our mind. It can be a terribly keen blade, not just a sickness in metaphor but in fact as well. It can change the way one looks at the world; the faces one sees in the street look not just indifferent but ugly... perhaps even malignant. Homesickness is a real sickness--the ache of the uprooted plant.

The most important things are the hardest to say

It's a cash and carry world. Sometimes you pay a little. Mostly it's a lot. Sometimes, it's everything you have.