“All right. Talk to me darlin'. You're not insane. A little crazy, but not insane. And this...everything you've gotten...in the last few days...do you know how many people would kill for this?""But...”

“You've been on the edge of insanity your entire life, haven't you? So many people called you crazy you actually started to believe it. You wondered if they were right. You wondered if you could fix it. You though if you could just try a little harder, be a little better, smarter, nicer - you thought the world would change its mind about you. You blamed yourself for everything.”

“If it wasn't for the crazy people the whole world would be insane.”

“That's the nice thing about insanity: evil people kill you, but crazy ones try to make you understand.”

“Do I have to talk to insane people?""You're a librarian now. I'm afraid it's mandatory.”

“Follow me,' Myrnin said. 'And do stay together. And by the way, this is the last time I go anywhere with you people. You are all insane.”