She had very little knowledge of what was happening around the village she was supposed to be living in, didn't know the currency used,

But one ought not to be I think blase about these matters, one can't assume that those that are left won't still have some residual capacity to continue,

Life has a practice of living you, if you don't live it.

We shouldn't live as if [other worlds] mattered more than this life in this world, because where we are is always the most important place.

Maybe I shouldn’t have told you––about it being electrical.” She put her hand out, touched his arm; she felt guilty, seeing the effect it had on him, the change.

“No," Rick said. “I’m glad to know. Or rather––“ He became silent. “I’d prefer to know.

God reproduces and lives out His image in millions of ordinary people like us. It is a supreme mystery. We are called to bear that image as a Body because any one of us taken individually would present an incomplete image, one partly false and always distorted, like a single glass chip hacked from a mirror. But collectively, in all our diversity, we can come together as a community of believers to restore the image of God in the world. (In His Image, Philip Yancey and Dr. Paul Brand, p. 40)