...but every study of the gods, of everyone's gods, is a revelation of vengeance toward the innocent. (This is a part of my particular faith that meets with opposition from my Congregationalist and Episcopalian and Anglican friends.) Foul Ball, Page 7.
Your memory is a monster; you forgetit doesn't. It simply files things away. It keep things for you, or hides things from youand summons them to your recall with a will of its own. You think you have a memory; but it has you! Foul Ball, p. 35.
You keep doing that and you'll make yourself sterile,' said my cousin Hester, to whom every event of our shared childhood was either sexually exhilarating or sexually damaging. Armadillo, p. 54
Owen Meany and I were permanently conditioned to flinch at the sound of a different kind of gunshot: that much-loved and most American sound of summer, the good old crack of the bat!
Owen Meany believed that coincidence' was a stupid, shallow refuge sought by stupid, shallow people who were unable to accept the fact that their lives were shaped by a terrifying and awesome designmore powerful and unstoppable than The Flying Yankee.
Rituals are comforting; rituals combat loneliness. The Voice p. 280. it was such a ridiculous thing for him to want to dofor someone his size to set himself the challenge of soaring and reaching so high it was just silliness, and I tired of the mindless, repetitive choreography.
Yet he seemed content to watch Ben Hur, and Hester throwing up; maybe that's what faith isexactly that contentment, even facing the future. The Dream p. 358.
THE ONLY WAY YOU CAN GET AMERICANS TO NOTICE ANYTHING IS TO TAX THEM OR DRAFT THEM OR KILL THEM, Owen said. He said that oncewhen Hester proposed abolishing the draft. 'IF YOU ABOLISH THE DRAFT,' said Owen Meany, 'MOST AMERICANS WILL SIMPLY STOP CARING ABOUT WHAT...