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“Inventions are not solely the making of material things, inventions are also the mental unleashing of ideas by a genuis with a sixth sense.”

“When someone’s been gone a long time, at first you save up all the things you want to tell them. You try to keep track of everything in your head. But it’s like trying to hold on to a fistful of sand: all the little bits slip out of your hands, and then you’re just clutching air and grit. That’s why you can’t save it all up like that. Because by the time you finally see each other, you’re catching up only on the big things, because it’s too much bother to tell about the little things. But the little things are what make up life. Like a month ago when Daddy slipped on a banana peel, a literal banana peel that Kitty had dropped on the kitchen floor. Kitty and I laughed for ages. I should have e-mailed Margot about it right away; I should have taken a picture of the banana peel. Now everything feels like you had to be there and oh never mind, I guess it’s not that funny.”

“Ngumi ya Ambilikile ilitua barabara katika kichwa cha Brookshield na kuleta madhara makubwa. Sehemu moja ya kichwa, cha Brookshield, ilibonyea kabisa! Kimya kilichotawala kiliwasisimua mashabiki. Walipovamia ulingo, kushuhudia kisichoweza kufikirika, walitoka pale wakiwa na hakika ya asilimia 100; kwamba John alikuwa na nyundo (au chuma chochote) katika mfuko wake wa bukta – aliyoitoa (harakaharaka), wakidhani ni mtindo wa kipigo, na kumpondea mwenzake kichwani! Ile haikuwa nyundo. Wala haukuwa uchawi. Ilikuwa ngumi, imara, ya uzito wa kilo 90; uzito wote wa John Ambilikile.”

“In addition to the aquatic freshness of lychee fruit, the head has neroli, the flower of bitter orange. It is delicate, a little green, and more aromatic than citrus, and known for its purifying qualities." Iris thought the neroli must be the juicy nectar and the lychee the rosy pop. "Then a voluptuous floral heart. Tuberose, la fleur charnelle, the carnal flower, whose narcotic femininity was once believed to be so powerful that it could send young women into spontaneous orgasm if they smelled it after dark. Next, the flower that raised me, jasmine, a tiny white flower with an enveloping sweetness, warm and resonant as a cello line. And Osmanthus, what the Chinese call the flower of wisdom, whose scent evokes an apricot's velvet flesh, at once blushing and innocent yet strapped with a leather nuance.”

“It’s not that I didn’t understand or believe the gospel before. I did. But the truth of the gospel hadn’t moved from my mind to my heart. There was a huge gap between my intellect and my emotions. The Puritan Jonathan Edwards likened his reawakening to the gospel to a man who had known, in his head, that honey was sweet, but for the first time had that sweetness burst alive in his mouth.”

“Don't die with the music on your tongue unsung! Don't die with the apps in your mind undesigned! Don't die with the books in your head unpublished! Don't die with the sermons in your heart unpreached! Live well and die well!”