This inhuman place makes human monsters.

Fault always lies in the same place: with him weak enough to lay blame.

Louis wondered now (and not for the first time) if childhood was not more a period of forgetting than of learning.

God makes it all come right in the end, that's what Johnnie told Dock Barker just before we parted company. I was raised a Christian-I admit I fell away a bit along my journey-and I believe that: we're stuck with what we have, but that's all right; in God's eyes, none of us are really much more than flies on strings and all that matters is how much sunshine you can spread along the way.

Few if any seemed to have grasped the Principle of Reality; new knowledge leads always to yet more awesome mysteries. Greater physiological knowledge of the brain makes the existence of the soul less possible yet more probable by the nature of the search.

Why' is a crooked letter and can't be made straight.

The greatest mystery the universe offers is not life but Size.

But this wealth of information produced little or no insight.

Life is more than just steering a course around pain.