“It is too much to hold when you dig so deep that you're left with a hole.”

“Staring at the blank page before youopen up the dirty windowlet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find.Today is where your book begins,the rest is still unwritten....”

“I took a deep breath and filled my lungs with summer.”

“If wishes were free, pigs would fly.”

“Well, you're not [fat]. You have, like, the ideal balance of fat and muscle. ...If I were a cannibal, I'd eat you.”

“I didn’t ask for your help,” I muttered, too exhausted to properly argue. “So fuck you.”An alarm bell went off in my head and I bit back a sigh. I swore I sensed the mischievous grin that inevitably crossed his lips.“I already did you.”It was going to be a long drive.”

“Interviewer (Louise Tucker): What did you want to be when you grew up? Have you always wanted to be a writer?IllumBerg: When I was a child I was busy being a child. [...]”