“The mosquitoes around here are so mean - one day I saw one chase a bird into a birdhouse. The only thing that save the bird's life was the mosquito was too big to get into the hole.”

“Shreave flicked away the dead mosquito. "Don't these things carry the bird flu too?""No Boyd, that would be a bird.”

“Bug spray.” Mosquitoes never bother me, but apparently they eat Tucker alive if he forgets bug spray. So I wear it for solidarity. “All the kids wearit,” I explain to Mom. “They say the mosquito is the Wyoming state bird.”

“A startup is like a mosquito. A bear can absorb a hit and a crab is armored against one, but a mosquito is designed for one thing : to score. No energy is wasted on defense. The defense of mosquitos, as a species, is that there are a lot of them, but this is little consolation to the individual mosquito.”

“My father used to say: Every bird is one bird, and every book is one book, and every bird and every book is one thing too, under the words and the feathers." He finished with a flourish, as though the meaning of this was self-evident.”

“You’re big enough to bite now, mosquito, so shut up.”