“We pass for what we are.”

“We are nothing more than our stories and who we love. What we pass on, how we exist … it’s having people remember who we are. We’re terrible at that in this world. At remembering. At passing it on.”

“Leavening the flat bread of what we know, with the yeast of what we dream may come to pass.”

“And we passed through the cavern of rats.And we passed through the path of boiling steam.And we passed through the country of the blind.And we passed through the slough of despond.And we passed through the vale of tears.And we came, finally, to the ice caverns.”

“If we eliminate the pressure to pass, what delicious and devastating opportunities for transformation might we create?”

“What I am saying,' [Hiram Bell] said, 'is that we once had much, and we made what we could of it, but now it is passed. Do you mourn the passing of civilization? I do not. We do not live for civilization. We live to build our souls up to be good enough for God. More beer?”