“And whether it is Thursday, or the day is stormy,With thunder and rain, or the birds attack each other,We have rolled into another dream.”

“And to 'scape stormy days, I choose an everlasting night.”

“if dreams were thunder and lightning was desire this old house would have burned down a long time ago”

“We’re as common as rain.” And she was right: to each other, we were as normal and nice as the smell of bread, we were just a family. In a family, even exaggerations make perfect sense; they are always logical exaggerations, nothing more.”

“Such short little lives our pets have to spend with us, and they spend most of it waiting for us to come home each day. It is amazing how much love and laughter they bring into our lives and even how much closer we become with each other because of them.”

“You and I ought not to die,before we have explained ourselves to each other.”

“And I can’t help but feel that Whitman, for all his blustering beauty, might have been just a bit too optimistic. We can hear others, and we can travel to them without moving, and we can imagine them, and we are all connected one to the other by a crazy root system like so many leaves of grass — but the game makes me wonder whether we can really ever fully become one another.”