Being man’s best friend can mean a lot of things. Companionship. Belly rubs. Tennis balls. But it can also mean a dark, endless highway and an open truck window. It can mean the smell of the wet wind as hands grab the box you’re in with your brothers and sisters and you go sailing into the unkind night and still, still, crazy as it sounds, you’re thinking, But I’m yours, I’m yours, I’m yours.
-- Bob (Part 1)

Importance: Bob starts out the book believing that the only way to be strong is to never count on anyone else. This quote is important because it shows why Bob is terrified of being vulnerable and getting hurt.

Even the moon had abandoned me. And the smells! Everything so wild and unknown. Animals with big jaws and bigger appetites. Birds that swooped in to kill. Death and life all mixed up...
-- Bob (Part 1)