“And this all causes her to wonder at the disparity between the silk dresses and the natural postures of the body, and to think: How far, HOW FAR, we are willing to go to pretend we are not of the body at all.”
“Without heroes we are all plain people and don't know how far it is we can go.”
“I’m not sure how far he’s willing to go, but I’ll go as far as he’s willing to take me.”
“He was dressed anonymously and had the posture of someone who doesn't know how to occupy the space of his own body.”
“Without heroes we're all plain people and don't know how far we can go.”
“Five seconds, and my body's humming. I go half-man, half-machine, and my thoughts go straight to touching her more, to how far I want to go, how far she might want to go, and damn, I start to hurt. No amount of music or hard work will fix this. My body's a beast. A beast that's been held back too long.”