“She wasnt going to sit and wait. She was done waiting, because you could spend your whole life waiting for something to happen. Something big. You could wait and wait, and even if something big hap...”

“Feeling like she really was just seven or eight, Claire sat down on the floor, books all around her, and she opened the last one shed picked up. Even though it was dark, and even though her eyes co...”

“Someone tried to kill me, and Im going swimming. Im going swimming, because it doesnt matter. Im going swimming, because I dont matter. Im going swimming, because thats what Claires do. We swim and...”

“She wasn’t going to sit and wait. She was done waiting, because you could spend your whole life waiting for something to happen. Something big. You could wait and wait, and even if something big ha...”

“Someone tried to kill me, and I’m going swimming. I’m going swimming, because it doesn’t matter. I’m going swimming, because I don’t matter. I’m going swimming, because that’s what Claires do. We s...”

“A lot we have in our head,But things of heart are not yet dead,They have done none, but just fled,Out of us, Forgotten, just been bled..”

“A heroic act is not always followed by glory and parades and forever freedom, she said. Its often small, disregarded, or forgotten. But it matters.”

“The stranger thought it might be God himself had forgotten much from our pasts, events far distant, events of the same day. And if a thing is not in Gods mind, then what chance of it remaining in t...”

“Not being tense but ready.Not thinking but not dreaming.Not being set but flexible.Liberation from the uneasy sense of confinement.It is being wholly and quietly alive, aware and alert, ready for w...”

“...it's like this. Sometimes, when you've a very long street ahead of you, you think how terribly long it is and feel sure you'll never get it swept. And then you start to hurry. You work faster an...”

“It's like you took a bottle of ink and you threw it at a wall. Smash! And all that ink spread. And in the middle, it's dense, isn't it? And as it gets out on the edge, the little droplets get finer...”