“What? Sunshine fits you. It's bright and warm and happy. Just. Like. You.”

“Memories were like sunshine. They warmed you up and left a pleasant glow, but you couldn't hold them.”

“The right belief is like a good cloak, I think. If it fits you well, it keeps you warm and safe. The wrong fit however, can suffocate.”

“In just one moment I had emerged from a world of dark green, almost black, to a world of bright blue and light sunshine. It was what I imagined birth to be like.”

“it's black and beautiful, bright and open...it's beauty won't end...just like you!”

“(found in Just My Type by Simon Garfield p. 19)If you don't get your type warm it will be no use at all for setting down warm human ideas ... By jickity, I'd like to make a type that fitted 1935 all right enough, but I'd like to make it warm - so full of blood and personality that it would jump at you.”