“This was reality, she thought, this sense of clear outlines, of purpose, of lightness, of hope.”
“Hope was always out ahead of fact, possibility obscured the outlines of reality.”
“Having a sense of purpose is having a sense of self. A course to plot is a destination to hope for.”
“Julian spoke with the clear, unequivocal lucidity of madmen who have escaped the hypocrisy of having to abide by a reality that makes no sense.”
“Reality is infinitely diverse, compared with even the subtlest conclusions of abstract thought, and does not allow of clear-cut and sweeping distinctions. Reality resists classification.”
“I’m clinging to one last thought: pain is the harbinger of hope. You have to be alive to feel pain. If you are alive, then you have purpose. If you have purpose, then you have hope.”