“The only question that really counts, must be thins one: are things getting better or are they getting worse?”

“The only thing I can be sure of at any given time is what I am thinking myself. I have no idea what the others are thinking. Do they think space is big and dangerous? I do. What do they believe in? I think nobody ought to be alone. That one should be with someone. With friends. With the person one loves. I think it is important to love. I think it's the most important thing.”

“What I could really use is an older man. A mentor. One who could tell me how things fit together.He would have asked me to do chores that I felt were meaningless. I would have been impatient and protested, but done them nonetheless. And eventually, after several months of hard labour, I would have realised that there was a deeper meaning behind it all, and that the master had a cunning plan all the time.”

“I still don't know if things fit together, or if everything will be all right in the end. But I believe that something means something. I believe in cleansing the soul through fun and games. I also believe in love. And I have several good friends, and just one bad one.”

“Any ideas I might have had about eternal life are sort of getting stuck in the throat. But it doesn't seem to bother me. Not now. On the contrary, I feel more alive than in a long while. Suddenly it feels good to have a deadline to relate to. As a matter of fact, I've always worked well under pressure.”

“I know a helluva lot.I'm not the only one who knows these things.Many people know more than I do. That's fortunately not my problem.My problem is what I am supposed to use it for.What do I do with it?It's confusing.”

“…I don’t wish to meet people. They disgust me. Increasingly so. But I must have milk.”