“Finnish is not a language, it is a way of setting at the end of the bench with your fur cap pulled over your ears.”
“When you read a book, the story definitely happens inside your head. When you listen, it seems to happen in a little cloud all around it, like a fuzzy knit cap pulled down over your eyes.”
“Is there anything sweeter than the touch of another as she pulls a dead bug from your fur?”
“I tried to whisper sweet nothings into your ear but you're way the fuck over there and I'm way the fuck over here.”
“Flatulence is the international language. Speak it with your anus. Hear it through your ears. Listen through your nose.”
“and a Finnish woman, who made my bed and cooked breakfast and muttered Finnish wisdom to herself over the electric stove”