“Lost?” I broke in. “Lost how? Lost like you dropped it down the sink, or lost like it walked out the door and ran off into the woods?”
“There comes a moment, when you get lost in the woods, when the woods begin to feel like home.”
“She seems sort of lost.'I thought, Lost how? How am I lost? Suddenly I felt lost.”
“I've never lost a game. I just ran out of time.”
“I got lost in him, and it was the kind of lost that's exactly like being found.”
“You get lost out of a desire to be lost. But in the place called lost strange things are found...”