“Spelling is a way to make words safe, at least for now, until another technology appears to soften attacks launched from the mouth.”
“It is a damn poor mind indeed which can't think of at least two ways to spell any word.”
“The only thing better than word of mouth is words of mouth. Give me at least two words.”
“Since he saved me from the attack, I have associated his smell with safety, so as long as I focus on it, I feel safe now.”
“Okay. I'll deal with Benjamin. You're safe, okay? Nothing's gonna happen." His mouth pulled tight against itself. And now I was having some sort of heart attack. Because when he looked at me like that, my chest started to feel like it was turned inside out. "Promise."And that—the promise, the way he said it with utter certainty—was enough to make me tear up again.”
“Safe is just another word for scared.”