“The multicolored or grey lights touching their faces, but never really touching them...”
“We never touch people so lightly that we do not leave a trace.”
“...for one instant, I saw the stars close enough to touch. Closer than that, part of me. Are they really so far or just that we never reach for them?”
“I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.”
“The wind languished. The floral curtain ceased flapping. The moonlight streamed through, lighting up her face. It was a young, animated face. At that moment, it touched a string, a peg, deep inside him.”
“...there are some children who aren't really children at all, they're just pillars of flame that burn everything they touch. And there are some children who are just pillars of ash, that fall apart when you touch them...”