“The shadows in God's boarded-up basement.”

“I can no longer believe in any voodoo spell or laboratory virus. This is something deeper, darker. This comes from the cosmos, from the stars, or the unknown blackness behind them. The shadows in God's boarded-up basement.”

“The shadows of the room pool in the lines of our faces, draining our eyes of hue. "There's nothing left worth saying.”

“Came to . . . see you.”“But I had to go home, remember? You were supposed to say good-bye.”“Don't know why you . . . say good-bye. I say . . . hello.”Her lip quivers between reactions, but she ends up with a reluctant smile. “God you're a cheeseball. But seriously, R—”

“God has made us study partner. We need to talk about our project.”

“Believe that God discarded you if you want to, fate or destiny or whatever, but at least know they loved you...”

“Life only makes any sense if we can see time how God does. Past, present, and future all at once.”