“And those hard slovos, brothers, were like the beginning of my freedom.”
“For you were called to freedom, brothers. Only, do not use your freedom as an opportunity for the flesh, but through love serve one another.”
“The government’s beating us down, and it all begins with those goddamn lines in the parking lot. Set yourself free, my brother. If you see a line, ignore it.”
“Were you aware that my sister looks like my brother? They both look nonexistent.”
“It was hard to admit that those days were over, but it was hard to admit that any days were over, that the days themselves didn't stretch like pulled taffy and sag to the floor.”
“...Those two, in paradise, were given a choice: happiness without freedom, or freedom without happiness. There was no third alternative...”