“A labyrinth, when it is big enough, is just the world.”

“what did you think you were doing, then, when you went up through one door and down through another, turning this way and that, through the pages of a book and a deep mine and an entire ocean and the hideout of a wise old woman? My dear, labyrinths ensnare and entangle; they draw one inexorably inward-but it wouldn't be much of a labyrinth if you waited in line with a ticket to get it and the door was clearly marked, like some country-harvest hay maze. All underworlds are labyrinths, in the end. Perhaps all the sunlit lands, too. A labyrinth, when it is big enough, is just the world.”

“When I was poor, I didn't know how big the world was and what a man's life could be. I was too ignorant to make my dreams big enough.”

“The world is big enough for us. No ghosts need apply.”

“How beautiful the world is, and how ugly labyrinths are,' I said, relieved.'How beautiful the world would be if there was a procedure for moving through labyrinths,' my master replied.”

“The US is at a point where just when the people imagine things can’t get any worse, they realize their imaginations weren’t big enough.”