“The material's out there, a calm lake waiting for us to dive in.”

“She was not a slowpoke grownup. She was a girl who could not wait. Life was so interesting she had to find out what happened next.”

“I'm hungry for a juicy life. I lean out my window at night and I can taste it out there, just waiting for me.”

“If they had been riding in a car, she would have waited for him to go around and open the door for her, but riding in a truck is different”

“Because of fear, they made shelter and found food and grew things. For the same reason, weapons were stored, waiting.”

“And I'm afraid it really is a jungle too," pursued the Consul, "in fact I expect Rousseau to come riding out of it at any moment on a tiger." "What's that?" Mr Quincey said, frowning in a manner that might have meant: And God never drinks before breakfast either."On a tiger," the Consul repeated.The other gazed at him a moment with the cold sardonic eye of the material world. "I expect so," he said sourly. "Plenty tigers. Plenty elephants too... Might I ask you if the next time you inspect your jungle you'd mind being sick on your own side of the fence?”

“It keeps us ever mindful of life, how it streams by in an awful rush if one is not careful to stop and listen...and honestly see. (Main character Annie Zook)”