“The town does not existexcept where one black-haired tree slipsup like a drowned woman into the hot sky.”

“They say that in the hour before an earthquake the clouds hang leaden in the sky, the winds slows to a hot breath, and the birds fall quiet in the trees of the town square. Yes but these are the same portents that precede lunchtime, frankly.”

“The trees were like black skeletons reaching to the sky, pleading with their bony arms for the sun to get stronger.”

“A big-time operator does not sleep with a woman of the town.”

“Oh, London is a man's town, there's power in the air;And Paris is a woman's town, with flowers in her hair;And it's sweet to dream in Venice, and it's great to study Rome;But when it comes to living there is no place like home.”

“[B]aseball is diffracted by the town and ballpark where it is played... Does baseball, like a liquid, take the shape of its container?”