“Rough as life can be, I know in my bones we are supposed to stick around and play our part. Even if that part is coughing to death from cigarettes, or being blown up young in a house with your moth...”

“There are no words precise enough to describe how wide and empty the world is when you lose someone that matters to you as much as Penny did to me.”

“[W]eve learned that grief can sometimes get loud, and when it does, we try not to speak over it.”

“Ive never been one to go to church, but Ive al was ways believed in a creative intelligence behind the ongoing riddle of the world.”

“I knew I didnt want to be alone anymore.”

“Some trees love an ax, a drunk old-timer mumbled one night at the Tap, back when she still went there, and something in what he said rang true, but when she later remembered what he'd said, she dis...”

“The pursuit of truth and beauty is a sphere of activity in which we are permitted to remain children all our lives.”

“[I]sn't it sad to go to your grave without ever wondering why you were born? Who, with such a thought, would not spring from bed, eager to resume discovering the world and rejoicing to be part of it?”

“I have not yet lost a feeling of wonder, and of delight, that the delicate motion should reside in all the things around us, revealing itself only to him who looks for it.”