“How shrunk, how dwindled, in our timesCreation's mighty seed -For Man has broke the FellowshipWith murder, lust, and greed.”

“Why is it he feels some line has been crossed, some boundary transgressed? How much is too much, how far is too far?”

“This is how the girl who couldn't speak and the man who couldn't see fell in love.”

“Which does a man prefer? Bacon and eggs, or worship? Sometimes one, sometimes the other, depending how hungry he is.”

“How could I be sleeping with this particular man.... Surely only true love could justify my lack of taste.”

“Jimmy, look at it realistically. You can't couple a minimum access to food with an expanding population indefinitely. Homo sapiens doesn't seem to be able to cut himself off at the supply end. He's one of the few species that doesn't limit reproduction in the face of dwindling resources. In other words - and up to a point, of course - the less we eat, the more we fuck.""How to do you account for that?" said Jimmy"Imagination," said Crake. "Men can imagine their own deaths...human beings hope they can stick their souls into someone else...and live on forever.”

“...the hearts gone bubonic with jealousy and greed, glinting through the vests and sweaters of anyone at all.”