“A man moves through time. It means nothing except that, like a harpoon, once thrown he will arrive.”

“...Heracles was strangely silent. What is he thinking? / Geryon wondered. / Geryon watched prehistoric rocks move past the car and thought about thoughts. / Even when they were lovers / he had never known what Herakles was thinking. Once in a while he would say, / Penny for your thoughts! / and it always turned out to be some odd thing like a bumper sticker or a dish / he'd eaten in a Chinese restaurant years ago. / What Geryon was thinking Herakles never asked. In the space between them / developed a dangerous cloud.”

“Each night about this time he puts on sadness like a garment and goes on writing.”

“Time isn't made of anything. It is an abstraction. Just a meaning that we impose upon motion.”

“To be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope.”

“let's do something cheerfulall your designs are about captivity, it depresses me.Geryon watched the top of Herakles' headand felt his limits returning. Nothing to say. He looked at this factin mild surprise. Once in childhoodhis ice cream had been eaten by a dog. Just an empty conin a small dramatic red fist.Herakles stood up. No? Let's go then. On the way home they tried "Joy To The World"but were too tired. It seemed a long drive.”

“M: Is he smartI: She yes very smart sees right through meM: In my day we valued blindness rather more”