If someone invented a thermometer that measured weirdness, it would probably melt under my tongue.

In time she said, "I love you, Oddie."
My voice was thick when I replied. "I love you more than life.”
"We'll be okay," she said.
"We are okay."
"We're weird and screwed-up, but we're okay," she agreed.
"If someone invented a thermometer that measured weirdness, it would melt under my tongue. But you-you're cool.

Being weird adds spice to life. Having weird friends just deepens the flavor

When I am battered and oppressed by the world that humanity has made - which is difference from the world that is was given - my primary defense, my consolation, is the absurdity of that world

In memory, she lived and moved and laughed, but all that a photograph could offer was one frozen moment of a life.

Only once in a generation does anything as fresh as a vomiting detective come along.