“How'd it feel?" Rube asked himself. "I don't know exactly, but it made me want to howl.”

“I don't know how to say it exactly. Only...I want to die as myself. Does that make any sense?' he asks. I shake my head. How could he die as anyone but himself. 'I don't want them to change me in there. Turn me into some kind of monster that I'm not.”

“People always ask me that, how it feels to be an orphan. I don't know. I want to ask them how it feels to have a family.”

“Would it make you feel better if I pretended not to be making it up as I go along? [...] In that case, I know exactly what I'm doing, but please don't ask me about it in any great detail.”

“You asked me about love. I don't know about love, Daphne. I just know I don't want anything but you. I don't want to be anywhere but with you.”

“I called Clay from the SUV."How'd it go at the paper?" he asked."She called me perky.""Ouch.”