“Whatever the blessing, the talent, or technology, we can still find some way to fuck it up.”

“The hardest blessing you give up is silence.”

“It happens fast for some people and slow for some, accidents or gravity, but we all end up mutilated.”

“Yeah, parents will always fuck you up.”

“Adam said the other blessing you have to give up in the outside world is darkness.”

“In all probability the Human Genome Project will, someday, find that I carry some recessive gene for optimism, because despite all my best efforts I still can't scrape together even a couple days of hopelessness. Future scientists will call it the Pollyanna Syndrome, and if forced to guess, I'd say that mine has been a way-long case history of chasing rainbows.”

“The most I can ever do is write things down. To remember them. The details. To honor them in some way.”