“If I kept trying to be what everybody wanted, I'd soon be insipid enough to fit in everywhere.”
“What if I'd been wrong all this time? I'd been so angry that God didn't fit the description I wanted him to fit.”
“I found the human heart empty and insipid everywhere except in books.”
“I stared hard, trying to find a pattern. Thinking if I kept looking hard enough, maybe the pieces of the world would fit back together into something I could understand.”
“Insipid is not sapid! Sound mind id fit for a king.”
“All I wanted was what I'd already had. That exultation, that love. It was my one real home; I was a visitor everywhere else.”