“But souls can't be sold. They can only be lost and never found again.”

“It was only the other night everything was fine and the next thing I know Im drowning. How many times can a man go down and still be alive? I can't breathe ”

“Too late, I found you can't wait to become perfect, you got to go out and fall down and get up with everybody else.”

“They whispered to Caesar that he was mortal, then sold daggers at half-price in the grand March sale.”

“A lot will be lost that way, of course.But you can't make people listen. They have to come round in their own time, wondering what happened and why the world blew up under them.”

“What traitors books can be! You think they're backing you up, and they turn on you. Others can use them, too, and there you are, lost in the middle of the moor, in a great welter of nouns and verbs and adjectives.”

“He knew what the wind was doing to them, where it was taking them, to all the secret places that were never so secret again in life.”