“And there was no way to unsay words you'd blurted out, no matter how sorry you were.”

“Listen twice as much as you talk, since you were born with two ears and one mouth.”

“Morning's great that way. You can cry yourself to sleep and wake up wondering what the fuss was over.”

“The best words I ever heard about making your own reputation," Gram said, looking over her shoulder into the back seat, "is that you come into the world crying while everyone is smiling at the miracle of you, and you should live your life so when you leave it, you're smiling, but everyone else is crying because the miracle of you is gone.”

“We were meant to be together.”

“As if I were a dog, to follow at your heels.”

“What did you say, Gram? About there being no church out here?" "I said that the sky was the roof of my cathedral and the desert was its floor and any time I paid attention, I could feel a higher power all around me.”