“If I’d been someone else in a different world I’d've done something different, but I was myself and the world was the world, so I was silent.”

“And I’d say to myself as I looked so lazily down at the sea:“There’s nobody else in the world, and the world was made for me.”

“I had a lot of things I wanted to do… I want to be a teacher…I also want to be an astronaut…and also make my own cake shop…I want to go to the sweets bakery and say “I want one of everything”, ohhhh I wish I could live life five times over…Then I’d be born in five different places, and I’d stuff myself with different food from around the world…I’d live five different lives with five different occupations…and then, for those five times…I’d fall in love with the same person…”

“One moment the world is as it is. The next, it is something entirely different. Something it has never been before.”

“I suppose I could claim that I had suspected that the world was a cheap and shoddy sham, a bad cover for something deeper and weirder and infinitely more strange, and that, in some way, I already know the truth. But I think that's just how the world has always been. And even now I know the truth, the world still seems cheap and shoddy. Different world, different shoddy, but that's how it feels.”

“There's so many different worlds, so many different suns. And we have just one world, but we live in different ones.”