[quote]"Everybody out here already knows there's only so many versions of the same twisted man. You see him in every vacant lot and doorway, every town and city. Just blink and there he is, out here on the hunt. Offering you a ride around the corner, same seat Mommy sits in. Ain't that great?" She told Naum.[/quote]

[quote]The Fathers say you can listen a soul into existence.[/quote]

[quote]Then she said, "I don't knit or sew, with yarn or thread, but maybe Im creative, like them. I knit my thoughts together on paper. I have a rule, from when I was little. Every day I write some-thing. Something about the people who come in and out of my life and about the things that happen. Someday I'm gonna sew them all together in a book. And Father, I do remember who I am, and where I'm from, and I do know what you mean by that. You're not talking about the old neighborhood or the old country, things like that that fade away. That's not where we're going, ultimately. It's just sometimes I forget, or maybe you're right, maybe it is too much stuff, stuff around us makes it hard to keep it in mind."[/quote]

[quote] "Always been something out here trying to make you forget who you really are, your true self. Where you're really from. And where you're really going, ya know, ultimately, I mean. I think we forget all that. Maybe we've been distracted by how much stuff we have, the stuff that becomes stuff we have to deal with."

"How much we have." She almost laughed but stopped herself out of pity for the priest.[/quote]

[quote]He wasn't sure Elisa understood, but he knew he had to find a kind, non-accusatory way to plant the seed of her deeper remembering.[/quote]

[indent][color=gray]— Stephen Sinari, [i]Big in Heaven[/i][/color][/indent]