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1 " She's not here," I tell him. Buttercup hisses again. " She's not here. You can hiss all you like. You won't find Prim." At her name, he perks up. Raises his flattened ears. Begins to meow hopefully. " Get out!" He dodges the pillow I throw at him. " Go away! There's nothing left for you here!" I start to shake, furious with him. " She's not coming back! She's never ever coming back here again!" I grab another pillow and get to my feet to improve my aim. Out of nowhere, the tears begin to pour down my cheeks. " She's dead, you stupid cat. She's dead. "
2 " It is my belief no man ever understands quite his own artful dodges to escape from the grim shadow of self-knowledge. "
― Joseph Conrad , Lord Jim
3 " The boy continued to listen to his heart as they crossed the desert. He came to understand its dodges and tricks, and to accept it as it was. He lost his fear, and forgot about his need to go back to the oasis, because, one afternoon, his heart told him that it was happy. " Even though I complain sometimes," it said, " it's because I'm the heart of a person, and people's hearts are that way. People are afraid to pursue their most important dreams, because they feel that they don't deserve them, or that they'll be unable to achieve them. We, their hearts, become fearful just thinking of loved ones who go away forever, or of moments that could have been good but weren't, or of treasures that might have been found but were forever hidden in the sands. Because, when these things happen, we suffer terribly. "
4 " No man ever understands quite his own artful dodges to escape from the grim shadow of self-knowledge. "
