“God made me feel like I was a piece of his existence, my dad made me feel like I was his existence.”

“I saw her insides.”“Her insides? She got hurt?”“Ew, no. That would have been cool though. I mean her insides, like what she was thinking on the inside of her brain.”

“I whispered in God’s ear. “I have faith.”“That’s good, I almost thought I had lost my touch.”

“Ok then do you have any further questions before you head back, like the meaning of life, why the sky is blue, and so on?”“Sure. Why on Earth did you give my sis a set of wings?”

“Lock yourself in here and if you hearanything. Shoot. I don’t care if you think God himself is about to waltz through that door, shoot him toSwiss cheese--he’ll survive.”

“I feel like any second you're going to figure out what a piece of shit I am and leave me.”

“When we met, something inside both of us had changed, and whatever that was, it made us need each other. For reasons unknown to me, I was his exception, and as much as I had tried to fight my feelings, he was mine.”