“A heartbeat without anything to supportA body that fears its own warmthYou who hates their own reflectionAre you unable to face forward anymore?”

“There’s no conscious thing on the face of the world that doesn’t know dread more intimately than its own heartbeat.”

“In the end, though, it doesn't really matter. I think the key is to accept who you are, however you got that way. To embrace it, without reservations or hesitations. Because once you own who you are, it's not a limitation anymore. It's a source of strenght."- Mo”

“Geeky people often have. . . . a mind with its own heartbeat.”

“This is not a democracy," I said, understanding he fear but unable to do anything about it. "It's a Maxocracy.”

“When you’ve been on a boat for a while, its sounds gets to be like the sound of your own heartbeat. It’s always there, constant, steady, until after a while you don’t hear it anymore. Then something changes. The speed, or the rhythm, or the tune. Suddenly the sound rings in your ears.”