“Good or bad, do it as you. Too many lies and there's no truth to go back to.”

“No. Men should die for lies. But the truth is too precious to die for.”

“Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving.”

“Good and bad is tricky," she said. "I ain't too certain about where people stand. P'raps what matters is which way you face.”

“It was amazing how many friends you could make by being bad at things, provided you were bad enough to be funny.”

“I wonder if it's like this for mountain climbers, he thought. You climb bigger and bigger mountains and you know that one day one of them is going to be just that bit too steep. But you go on doing it, because it’s so-o good when you breathe the air up there. And you know you'll die falling.”

“The truth may be out there, but the lies are inside your head.”