“If wishes were held on the skin and swiped by raindrops, then emotions were freeloading off the cells that made up their space. The only offering these cells ever entertained was truth, painful and raw.”

“People lose fifty million skin cells every day. The cells get scraped off and turn into invisible dust, and disappear into the air. Maybe we are nothing but skin cells as far as the world is concerned.”

“Butch tightened his grip on his cell and wished there were an app that let you reach through a phone and bitch slap someone.”

“The first few hours in the cell were quite stimulating. I'd never been in a prison cell before and was quite enjoying the experience.”

“If only there was enough space on this tiny card to evoke my unfettered joie de vivre for what you have done. The gaiety, the mirth, the heavenly bubbling of every effusive cell that sings inside me for your kind and pithy offering.”

“Cooks were the mitochondria of humanity; they had their own separate DNA, they floated in a cell and powered it but were not really of it.”