“It's the injustice that I hate, more than anything," he'd said to Smee one night, his eyes red and glassy, slurring his words, his head lolling as he tried to focus. He'd vomited, and then promptly passed out on a bush. "I hate the world that does not work out fair.”

“We don't know where Millie went, and we don't know if we'll see her again, but there's no reason not to hope. We don't know the answers, and maybe that's a nice thing.”

“The universe gets more disorderly all the time.”

“It never occurred to me before, but there could have easily been a world with no buses, no horns honking, no red lights, no shopping carts, no gum stick to the bottom of benches downtown. For that matter I guess there also could have been no sun, no trees, and no ocean. None of those things had to exist, I guess. It makes me feel lucky that they do.”

“I think we carry home on our backs.”

“Earth," Alexa finally said. "It's not that great anyway." And they all smiled sadly. Because, of course, it was everything.”

“I think the rest of the world is not as cold and lonely a place as you think. At least I have to hope.”

“I think that's what you say when you can't have something you want, isn't it? You say you don't want it in the first place.”

“She did not believe he could have really gone, because for her, to leave the person you loved was impossible.”

“So many lights you’d think we were living in a constellation”

“She guarded herself like a secret.”