“Hearing about vacations is like hearing about dreams -- no one cares except the person who's experienced them.”

“Fuck everyone's apologies. I'm sick of hearing them. No one is sorry about anything. None of us care that much to be sorry about anything.”

“I never thought I would hear you expound the virtues of caring about people." I frowned. "I care about people. I just don’t like them.”

“There's nothing as quiet as that moment before one person is about to tell another something neither of them wants to hear.”

“His stories are good to hear at night, because we can dream about them asleep; and good in the morning, too, because then we can dream about them awake. (Cowslip)”

“Sometimes I wake at night and worry that I might have disappeared in my sleep. That's what happens when nobody cares about you. Bit by bit you begin to disappear until people look right through your chest and head like you're made of glass. It's not about love; it's about being forgotten. We only exist if others think about us. It is like that tree that falls in the forest with nobody around to hear it. Who the fuck cares except the birds?”