“Isn’t it queer: there are only two or three human stories, and they go on repeating themselves as fiercely as if they had never happened before; like the larks in this country, that have been singing the same five notes over for thousands of years.”

“There are only two or three human stories, and they go on repeating themselves as fiercely as if they had never happened before.”

“The past five years had informed me about human sorrow. While no two griefs are the same, nobody understands suffering like those who've been there.”

“Before everything happened I wished i had double voice box like a song bird so I could sing two songs at once, the way a bird can harmonize with itself. I wanted to sing crystal clear notes. I wanted to sing them one after anther in ascending order. And at the same time I wanted to let another fountain of notes descend from my heart.”

“It blew my mind that this stuff had survived for two thousand, three thousand years. ”

“The apple . . . came before Adam and Eve in the story of creation. It had to have been there at least three years because that's how long it takes for a new tree to bear fruit.”