“Ash stripped some of the papery purple bark off his yew stick. "And, you see, it's difficult because what I've always thought about humans-what I was always raised to think…""I know what you've always thought," Mary-Lynnette said sharply. Thinking, vermin.But," Ash continued doggedly, "the thing is-and I know this is going to sound strange-that I seem to love you sort of desperately.”

“Mary-Lynnette: "You have not read 'Pride and Prejudice'."Ash: "Why not?"Mary-Lynnette: "Because Jane Austen was a human."Ash: "How do you know?"Mary-Lynnette: "Well Jane Austen was a woman, and you're a chauvinist pig."Ash: "Yes, well, that I can't argue.”

“The thing is- and I know this is going to sound strange-that I seem to love you sort of desperately”

“I know there are some people who see sound as colour, and I've always wondered if mean looks different than not mean. I bet it's purple.”

“Son, if there's on thing I know," and Colin thought about how old people always like to tell you the one thing they know, "it's that there's some people in this world who you can just love and love and love no matter what.”

“I always love the way everyone else seems to know what God is thinking. To me, it's more of a mystery.”