“When Rose takes to screaming, she starts loud, continues loud, and ends loud. Rose has a very good ear and always screams on the same note. I'd tested her before I burnt the library, and our piano along with it. Rose screams on the note B flat. We don't need a piano anymore now that we have a human tuning fork.” NeedsHumansEndsEarsRoseNotesLibraryVery GoodLoudPianoFlatsScreamTestedForksTuning Book:Chime Source: Chime
“Yes, I'm shallow, I don't mind admitting it. Perhaps I should admit that there's no end to the depths of my shallowness.” ShouldMindEndsDepthShallowAdmittingShallowness Book:Chime Source: Chime
“When we were small, Rose and I used to play a game called connect the dots. I loved it. I loved drawing a line from dot number 1 to dot number 2 and so on. Most of all, I loved the moment when the chaotic sprinkle of dots resolved itself into a picture. That's what stories do. They connect the random dots of life into a picture. But it's all an illusion. Just try to connect the dots of life. You'll end up with a lunatic scribble.” TryingEndsPlayMomentsStoriesUsedGamesLinesNumbersIllusionRoseDrawingChaoticLunaticDotsSprinklesScribblesNumber 2 Book:Chime Source: Chime
