#sam

"My eyes kept skipping back to her, drawn to her face like a lone candle flame in the dark"

"Somewhere fate laughs in her far-off country, because now I am the human and it is Grace I will lose again and again, immer wieder, always the same, every winter, losing more of her each year, unless I find a cure."

"Being a cheerful hobbit, he had not needed hope, as long as despair could be postponed."

"But hope, I can tell you, is an exhausting emotion; perhaps, along with fear, the most exhausting of all. It is like juggling eggs: the hope is the shell, and inside is despair. A single crack and the despair might spill everywhere, stain everything."

"Things change after you die, though, I guess because dying is the loneliest thing you can do."

"[I]t is difficult to imagine a set of beliefs more suggestive of mental illness than those that lie at the heart of many of our religious traditions."