"I get headaches because my eyes are, like, enemies, you know, like they used to be married to each other but now hate each other's guts. And I started wearing glasses when I was three, so I ran around the rez looking like a three-year-old grandpa." Page 3

"He was the loser Indian father of a loser Indian son living in a world built for winners." Page 55

"Of course, since I was allergic to pretty much every plant that grew on earth, I would have been a real Indian with a head full of snot." Page 58

"At school today, I went dressed as a homeless dude. It was a pretty easy costume for me. There's not much difference between my good and bad clothes, so I pretty much look half-homeless anyway." Page 77

"Man, that takes courage and imagination. Well, it also takes some degree of mental illness, too, but...