Man," he said, "I'm not afraid of graveyards. The dead are just, you know, people who wanted the same things you and I want." "What do we want?" I asked blurrily. "Aw, man, you know," he said. "We just want, well, the same things these people wanted." "What was that?" He shrugged. "To live, I guess," he said.

A Home at the End of the World: A Novel (ed. Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2010) - ISBN: 9780374707590