“Out of all those hundreds of billions, don't you think there'll be people who are just like you?' 'What are you talking about now? Reincarnation?' 'No. Statistics. There can be no 'reincarnation' - there are no souls to be reborn. But eventually - by pure chance - someone will come along who'll embody everything that defines you.”
“My mother was an oyster,” he said with a wink. “And I’m the pearl.”
“We may be able to save Christmas after all.”
“It was odd to see her stepping out of that gloomy place, like a pearl coming out of an oyster.”
“The world is your oyster, they say, so fill it with pearls of semen.”
“Pearls. Take, like an oyster, your irritations, your pain. Use these to create your masterpiece.”