“Home?' I say. It's a word that can mean anywhere and nowhere.”

“We don't have to do this. Just say the word and I can have a jet here in an hour. We can go anywhere”

“I try to find meaning anywhere I can. It's the only way I know how to validate my existence.”

“Home...Home....the word,...has...no...meaning”

“From nowhere, a word appears: Mesozoic. He can see the word, he can hear the word, but he can't reach the word. He can't attach anything to it. This is happening too much lately, this dissolution of meaning, the entries on his cherished wordlists drifting off into space.”

“Home can be only one place. That's what 'home' means . 'Two homes' is like 'most unique.' Unique means one of a kind, nothing else like it. And just like something is either unique or it's not, someplace is either home or it's not. Telling me I had two homes just made me feel like I had no home at all.”