The difference between childhood and adulthood, Vic had come to believe, was the difference between imagination and resignation. You traded one for the other and lost your way.

Already, though, she understood the difference between being a child and being an adult. The difference is when someone says he can keep the bad things away, a child believes him.

Fantasy was always only a reality waiting to be switched on.

Gold don't come off. What's good stays good no matter how much of a beating it takes.

You sure you're all right? You aren't out here pondering dark female thoughts are you?

He believed in his own decency with all his heart. So it was with every true monster, Vic supposed.

Why am I not good at anything?""You're a good dad.""It ain't rocket science."No, Vic thought. It was harder.

You loved me as hard as you knew how. I'd give anything to go back and love you better...

To be honest, I think cell phones were invented by the devil.

Was this what humans were really like? They seemed like drooling idiots to me. I was shocked they walk and breathe at the same time?

And tears came before he could stop them, boiling hot then instantly freezing on his face, and what was the point in wiping them off? Or pretending? He let them fall.

Somebody has inquired as to whether I will be going to the opening baseball game. I hope to have that pleasure.

Yes, He is ris'n who is the First and Last; Who was and is; who liveth and was dead; Beyond the reach of death He now has pass 'd, Of the one glorious Church the glorious Head.

Then she was kissing him as she had never kissed him before...and it was blissful oblivion, better than firewhisky; she was the only real thing in the world.

What business could be mature when you have economies with more than 2 billion people in India, China and Southeast Asia?

I almost never have a plan for myself... I'm not ambitious in that way.

You hear this story that we're all on the left, but when there's a demonstration, you count how many actors actually come out. If there's a half dozen, that would be a big day.

I see so many guys, really athletic guys, wearing pleats and I just shake my head. Like, Tiger Woods used to wear pleated pants! I'm like, 'C'mon, Tiger!'

It is so easy to be average. It takes a little something to be special. Why be around average?