Nobody gets through life without losing a few things on the way.

“It doesn't matter. Like the newspapers used to say, if the truth isn't big enou…”

“Outside, the world had become a formless, swirling mist with noshapes or shadow…”

“I like the stars. It's the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean, the're alwa…”

“I wished I could visit a Museum of Unnatural History, but, even so, I was glad …”