“He had a marvelously versatile gift for forgetting things.”
“We have the marvelous gift of making everything insignificant.”
“Evan had heard it all before. A paradise underground, made for things like the worm in front of him. A place where Evan would forget he had ever been human, forget he had a mother, maybe even forget his own name. This thing did not remember its own, Evan was sure of it.”
“We pray for the big things and forget to give thanks for the ordinary, small (and yet really not small) gifts.”
“The thing was, Qhuinn felt like he wanted to explain things. Unfortunately, and unlike his slut cousin, Saxton the Cocksucker, he had no gift with words.”
“He had every gift but the gift of years”