“We were kept busy learning. We had a million facts to remember.”
“Everything you remember is wrong.”
“We thought all this teaching was to make us smart. What it did was make us stupid. With all the little facts we learned, we never had the time to think.”
“I wonder if running is just another fix to a fix to a fix to a fix to a fix to a problem I can’t remember.”
“Don’t ask me when because I don’t remember, but somewhere along the way I keep forgetting to commit suicide.”
“With all the little facts we learned, we never had the time to think. None of us ever considered what life would be like cleaning up after a stranger every day. Washing dishes all day. Feeding a stranger’s children. Mowing a lawn. All day. Painting houses. Year after year.”
“I don’t expect you to understand,” Adam says. “You’re still the eight-year-old sitting in school, sitting in church, believing everything you’re told. You remember pictures in books. They planned how you’d live your whole life. You’re still asleep.”