“The crazy part of my mind is like a mischievous pet I have to keep watch over or it might behave badly while I'm not paying attention.”
“They're not so bad. They just need some attention. ...Like pets. Or my brother.”
“What is the soul? What color is it? I suspected my soul, being mischievous, might slip away while I was dreaming and fail to return. I did my best not to fall asleep, to keep it inside of me where it belonged.”
“Guy keeps the heart of a vampire he killed as a pet in his basement armory. He's plenty crazy. But that's okay. I'm a little crazy too.”
“Keep in mind that I'm crazy, won't you?”
“Montalbano and Valente seemed not to have heard him, looking as if their minds were elsewhere. But in fact they were paying very close attention, like cats that, keeping their eyes closed as if asleep, are actually counting the stars. ”