“And as if he had read her thoughts, the old man murmured, 'What a blessing it is to die in your own bed, under your own roof, with your family surrounding you, full of the knowledge that you have lived as thoroughly as you wanted to.”

“You can make all the plans you want in your head but things seldom turn out the way you imagined, never mind trying to understand where someone's heart really lies, or the thoughts that are hidden there.”

“if you cannot keep your own secret, you cannot expect a friend to keep it for you”

“True sorrow is not a soft thing,it's a thing of fire and rock.It burns your heart, crushes your soul under the weight of a mountian.Even if you keep breathing,keep going, you die......”

“if you keep focusing on everyone's journey, you're going to stop paying attention to your own.”

“you got a sad story, ruth,' mimba said. 'but not sad-sad. you here with me and cato and all us together now. you have a happy-sad story. best you can get in this life is happy-sad. but you always gotta remember your own mama that birthed you. even though you only got a crumb of her story, you still got to say her name out loud. you always honor your dead, else you get trouble from them, sure.”

“You can say what you want about the Germans being full of "kunst", but what they are really full of is delicatessen.”