“Yeah, something was wrong. That was the understatement of the year.”

“Holy fucking understatement of the year, Batman”

“Yeah, well, I’ll be glad to birth it if it means I can name him something normal. (Zarek)Yeah, yeah. This from a man who whines like a two-year-old when he stubs his toe. I’d like to see you survive ten hours of childbirth. (Astrid)”

“Billions of years ago God was creating universes and life; thousands of years ago he was creating angry floods, sin-saving human sacrifices and audible burning bushes. Today he occasionally appears on a piece of toast. To state that God has become reclusive over the years would be an overwhelming understatement.”

“What's wrong?"I didn't say a word."Something's up. What is it?"Nothing."His head turned, gaze going to mine. "Yeah?"Yes."A snort and he returned to his bowl…”

“If (a writer) has applied himself to an art for 15 or 20 years and they’ve gotten good at it, and they’re expected to do something else to support themselves while the industry that sells this craft supports itself very well, something is badly wrong. Morally wrong.”