“He didn't say a lot so I tend to remember what he did say. And I don't remember that he had a lot of patience with havin to say things twice so I learned to listen the first time.”
“I stared at him. Did he really say that? Did he remember? The way he looked back at me, one eyebrow raised, I knew he did. And this time, I was the one to look away.Because I remembered. I remembered everything.”
“Everyone says I talk a lot." He shrugs. "But what am I supposed to do when I have so much to say?”
“I don't have much to say to that. I mean, I have a lot to say, so I don't say anything.”
“Really? What did you cost me again? I ask.A lot of trouble. Don't worry. You'll get it all back,he says.”
“When I was a little boy, say 17 months old, I lived in the forest. I was raised by bears. We had a good time. We laughed a lot. At least I think we laughed a lot. I can’t really say, because I was too young to remember.”