“But Snuffleupagus was real.” “That is the most wonderful sentence I have ever heard. I want that on my gravestone. Snuffleupagus was real. No more. Just that.”
“It’s not magic. It’s a miracle,” Carol said, like someone identifying the make of their new car: it’s a Miata.
“ … And you become aware of yourself as just one leaf on a tree, and everyone you know and love, they’re all the other leaves.”
“ … They laughed at me, like grown-ups havin’ a yuk at some kid who just drank his first beer.”
“It’s no place for two strappin’ young boys like us,” Don Lewiston said. “All them wimmen undressin’ you with their eyes, plottin’ ways to use you to satisfy their repress’t needs—it makes a decent man feel lucky to escape with his life and virginity intact.”
“…It was like watchin’ a TV show and suddenly one a the extras decides to deliver a speech ain’t in the script.”
“ … Why don’t you go outside and yell for him?” “He’s deaf,” Harper said. “Don’t let that stop you,”