“I'm wrong. My house isn't a volcano-I am, and the past two years have created a dormant giant who no longer will tolerate being ignored. I'm tired of this. Tired of how everyone's become so obsessed with themselves, obsessed with the moment, that we've ceased caring what's going to happen next.”

“I'm tired of being lost and I'm tired of dying, so I'm going to try something different this time.”

“We are consumed by safety. Obsessed with it, actually. Now, I'm not saying it is wrong to pray for God's protection, but I am questioning how we've made safety our highest priority. We've elevated safety to the neglect of whatever God's best is.”

“I'm tired of being set upon by crazed Christians one minute and unbridled libertines the next. Girls, I'm going camping.”

“Everyone is so obsessed with themselves nowadays that they have no time for me.”

“I have pain in my hip and long walks are a thing of the past but I'm neither morbid nor senile. I'm not obsessed by death, but I'm at an age when I have to accept that my time is about up. You want to close the accounts and take care of unfinished business.”