“This isn’t the road home. This is a road littered with questions that will inevitably lead to an answer.”

“I have you with me, and I’m terrified you’ll disappear.”

“Raven?’Yes?’What do you believe in?’I believe in – finding out!”

“God, there must be a meaning. Fiercely he was certain that there must be a meaning.Surely, while we live we are not lost.Oh Janos, Janos my brother!Surely we are not lost–while we live.”

“Fiction should be a place of lollipops and escape. Real life is depressing enough–I, for one, don’t want to read about make believe misery, too.”

“People have incredible nerve to do terrible things, but never actually admit to them.”

“Dreams only come true if youpoint yourself in their direction”

“The trouble with writing fiction is that it has to make sense, whereas real life doesn’t.”

“Ivy!’ I stammered, then glared at Kisten. ‘You told Ivy? Thanks a hell of a lot. Want to call my mom next?”

“Longing surged up within me. I wanted it. Oh God, I wanted it. I didn’t want to hear Jerome chastise me for my “all lowlifes, all the time” seduction policy. I wanted to come home and tell someone about my day. I wanted to go out dancing on the weekends. I wanted to take vacations together. I wanted someone to hold me when I was upset, when the ups and downs of the world pushed me too far. I wanted someone to love. ”

“I do not pretend to be able to prove that there is no God. I equally cannot prove that Satan is a fiction. The Christian god may exist; so may the gods of Olympus, or of ancient Egypt, or of Babylon. But no one of these hypotheses is more probable than any other: they lie outside the region of even probable knowledge, and therefore there is no reason to consider any of them.”

“If you will practice being fictional for a while, you will understand that fictional characters are sometimes more real than people with bodies and heartbeats.”

“And just then Damon stepped out of the coat closet, and at the same time Aunt Maggie tripped him neatly and said, “Bathroom door beside you,” and picked up a vase and hit the rising Damon over the head with it. Hard.”

“Why is everything always my decision?” I asked.Because you will not tolerate anything else.”Oh, I remembered now. “Great”, I whispered.- Anita to Jean-Claude”