It’s like I’m reading a book. And it’s a book I deeply love. But I’m reading it slowly now. So the words are really far apart and the spaces between the words are almost infinite. I can still feel you, and the words of our story but it’s in this endless space between the words that I’m finding myself now. It’s a place that’s not of the physical world. It’s where everything else is that I didn’t even know existed. I love you so much. But this is where I am now. And this is who I am now. And I need you to let me go. As much as I want to, I can’t live in your book anymore.[to Theodore]
What is this? A center for ants? How can we be expected to teach children to learn how to read… if they can’t even fit inside the building?
Most of the men on this ship can’t read. Which makes all maps “The Maps That No Man Can Read.”[to Carina]