“In the basement of Sydney's new house is a little room that is about the size and shape of a coffin.”
“Memories. Weighty emptinesses. I live in a memory the size and shape of a house.”
“Rooms are a fixed size, which can't be altered without pulling down walls and building new ones. They should be unchanging in shape and proportions. But sometimes they do change depending on who's in them.”
“I want a shower the size of the Sydney Opera House, because you know damn well I sing in the shower. And I might as well make millions off my cleanliness.”
“I got you a birthday present. The box is the exact same size as a coffin.”
“But that was in the days when they expected perils to come from without, and nothing made less sense by that time than a survival room buried in a house itself becoming one big coffin.”