“I've started to think it must just be chemistry, in which case we're looking for the Shift and we haven't found it yet.”

“The Shift hasn't happened yet, maybe it never will, but sometimes-just enough times to give me hope-my brain jars back into where it's supposed to be.”

“It’s a huge thing, this Shift, just as big as I imagined. My brain doesn’t want to think anymore; all of a sudden it wants to do.”

“The Shift is coming. The Shift has to be coming. Because if you keep living like this you'll die.”

“It's a talent I've developed-one thing I've learned recently. How to think nothing. Here's the trick: don't have any interest in the world around you, don't have any hope for the future, and be warm”

“We look into each other's eyes as we shake. His are still full of death and horror, but in them I see my face reflected, and inside my tiny eyes inside his, I think I see some hope.”

“I found myself jealous of the people who wrote the books. They were dead and they were still taking up my time. Who did they think they were?”