“Randalf the Wise indeed!I've worn wiser pairs of underpants!”

“Will you stand up an fight? he wondered bitterly. Or do you intend to remain on your knees for ever?”

“Normal! He thought. Normal! I don't want things to be normal. Normal is always being left out, never belonging.”

“I've been to Canada, and I've always gotten the impression that I could take the country over in about two days.”

“I could have died right there, because the thought of living without someone you love is like a pair of giant hands pressing around your heart, making it smaller and smaller, until you are left with only a memory of warmth. It’s like when the sun comes through a window, moving across the room with each hour, until night falls and all you can do is try to remember the soothing shapes it made.”

“Mr. Blank's old friend is acting up again, and because our hero is no longer wearing the cotton trousers and underpants and is quite naked under the pajama bottoms, there is no barrier to prevent Mr. Bigshot from bounding out through the slit and poking his head into the light of day.”

“Hope is the universal currency of a recession. Invest it wisely!”