What about a teakettle? What if the spout opened and closed when the steam came out, so it would become a mouth, and it could whistle pretty melodies, or do Shakespeare, or just crack up with me? I could invent a teakettle that reads in Dad's voice, so I could fall asleep, or maybe a set of kettles that sings the chorus of "Yellow Submarine," which is a song by the Beatles, who I love, because entomology is one of my raisons d'être, which is a French expression that I know.I reread that part of Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close tonight, because I feel extremely fat, or more likely, in every way I just feel like crap. I knew I could always trust good words, the way I knew I could seek for comfort in books.
- Oskar
They are not like those guys who say goodnights and 'I-love-you's and forget you in the morning.
They are not like those people who say they're at your side and leave you afterwards.
At times I think humans are such a disappointment. We talk too much, too loudly, over matters that are none of our business. Promises are easily made and easily broken. Advices are taken for granted. Words just don't mean anything to us these days.

