" He felt […] as if he’d just gotten a letter, out of the blue, from somebody wise enough to know the truth, from everybody, or at least everybody who mattered.

“Hello,” the letter said. “Hello, Jeff Greene, I’ve been watching you and I like you and I want to know you better. This is just to say I’m glad you’re alive in the world.” The list of signatures, he thought, would include his own. "

― Cynthia Voigt , A Solitary Blue (Tillerman Cycle, #3)