“She's got a certain feisty charm for a racist. Not to mention all those great dead-animal stories.”

“Joy said she hadn't really understood the meaning of life until Tyffanie had come along, but now she understood it perfectly. Well, great, I felt like saying. Make sure you share the news with Plato and Kierkegaard and all those other philosophers who'd banged their heads against the wall, trying to figure things out.”

“You sit around feelin' sorry for yourself and you're dead. Sittin' on your ass can get to be a disease worse than what you got.”

“Your mother mentioned she had a little girl. These are for you, sweetheart. Just a little something, heh heh." He handed me a wrinkled paper bag with a grease spot on it. I hate it when you could hear a person's saliva right in their laugh.”

“All the dead bolts, pulled shades and hidden knives in the world couldn't protect you from the truth.”

“If your twin was dead, were you still a twin?”

“But what are our stories if not the mirrors we hold up to our fears?”