He said that I have to remember that even though I've changed a lot in here, I'm going back to a world that hasn't changed
I knew people were talking, but I wasn't listening. I wasn't interested in anything anyone had to say.
I believe that God - if he exists at all - is what we want him to be. The true God is unknowable, and so we dress him up in costumes that make him visible to us. Then we come up with a lot of very silly rules that we attribute to him and tell everyone if they don't follow those rules, they can't be part of the gang.
Faith, he had learned that night in front of the flickering television, was most glorious when it was most untouched by reason.
He lifted his shirt, and on his back was the White Rabbit, wearing his waistcoat and looking at his watch. It was just like the illustration from the book. Only standing next to him, back-to-back, was another White Rabbit wearing a leather motercycle jacket and boots and smoking a cigar.