“Too bad. Game over. Insert new fucking quarter.”

“Desire is a frightening thing.”

“Of course there are limits. Every mountain has a peak. The beauty of this life is that there are many mountains to climb and new limits to reach.”

“Another day, another page within this book of my soul.”

“My mother gave birth to the child I was, but it was me who gave birth to the man I am today.”

“He'd never forget what Naasir had said to him when Dmitri yelled that he didn't intend to bury another child and that Naasir needed to have a care for his life. “Am I a person, Dmitri? Will you be sad if I die?” Hardened and cruel though he’d become, the innocent question had shaken him. “Yes,” he’d said, as honest in his answer as Naasir had been in his question. “You are a person. You are Naasir. I’ll lose a piece of me if you die and it’s a piece I’ll never get back.” Naasir had stared at him for a long time before coming over to hug him. “Okay, Dmitri. I’m sorry. I didn't know I was a person before.”

“Why won't you die?" "because I have a story I was meant to live. And not even you can unwrite it.”

“Never once did Jesus scan the room for the best example of  holy living and send that person out to tell others about him. He always sent stumblers and sinners. I find that comforting.”