“We eventually come to a one-story house that looks as though it's on its way to becoming one with the forest surrounding it. "Seriously?"Mom looks at me with a glance that says so much.Be quiet, for one thing.Get out, for another.Mind your manners is surely in there.And last but not least, This is freaking crazy.”

“India – a land where the last thing one needs to bother with is looking good. In India – at least in the circles I moved in – it's natural to look beautiful by the smile in your heart and the way you move through the world.”

“To look upon its grass grown yard, where the sunbeams seem to sleep so quietly, one would think that there at least the dead might rest in peace.”

“He started to look at me in a manner I recognized: it was the way I looked at a new book, one I had never read before, one that surprised me with all it had to say.”

“It's a funny thing when someone says something you've been waiting to hear for a good portion of your life. It's like suddenly it doesn't feel like it took so look for them to say it, because in some way you always knew that they meant to and eventually one day they would get around to it.”

“I stay in bed for as long as possible, but eventually my bladder wins. When I come back from the bathroom, he's looking out my window. He turns around and laughs. "Your hair. It's sticking up in all different directions." St. Clair pronounces it die-rections and illustrates his point by poking his fingers up around his head like antlers."You're one to speak.""Ah,but it looks purposeful on me. Took me ages to realize the best way to get that mussed look was to ignore it completely.""So you're saying it looks like crap on me?" I glance in the mirror,and I'm alarmed to discover I do resemble a horned beast."No.I like it.”