The Speckled People : Memoir of a Half-Irish Childhood

...you know when something is true sometimes by the way nobody is boasting about it.

He said the universe was like a cardboard box with God sitting outside surrounded by light, but I wanted to know if maybe God was sitting inside another cardboard box with the light on, and how could anyone be sure how many cardboard boxes there are?

When you’re small you know nothing and when you grow up there are things you don’t want to know.